“That would be good. I’d like to see Phobos too.” For various reasons. “Oh! I didn’t ask - how was your trip to Disney? Was it fun?” Though Caerus had mentioned the food, he didn’t move. Deimos didn’t seem all that interested in it, and since he’d come to visit him, come to see how he was, he didn’t mind doing what Deimos wanted - or seemed to need.