The fact that Will even had a stuffed bear was pretty funny, and Fisher was giggling as he ducked the friendly fire and left the room, walking quickly back to his room. There were saltine crackers and a kitten in there, and along the way back he grabbed a bottle of ginger ale from the soda machine. Now he had all the components needed to cure whatever freak angel disease was ailing his friend.
Opening the door to Will's room a crack, he dumped the kitten on the floor and let her venture in first, giving Will a little fluffy suprise before he entered. No doubt the kitty would tear across the room and leap onto the bed, finding a warm body and promptly attacking its toes. Fisher slipped into the room a few seconds after Minerva, holding up his bounty for Will to see. "Crackers and soda. Bland, tasteless and filling. Yum-O!"