Steve happily let himself be manhandled by Gracie. He had been waiting for these moments for a year and now that they were happening, it seemed like a dream.
"Cartoons sounds like a lot more fun, but I promise if there's ever a next time, I will have you come for a visit, so that all the nurses can coo over you."
Of course, from all the tests the hospital had done, the doctors didn't think there would be a next time. He was by no means indestructible, but ever since his change he hadn't been sick for a single day. All of his medications and potions and inhalers had been thrown out, unneeded.
"I have some good news, Grace face. No more inhaler. See?"
Steve took a good, deep breath, without a speck of a wheeze.