"Yeah," Lennon agreed. Chase was part of a very small group of people in the house for whom Lennon cared deeply, didn't want to be unhappy. At least, as much as this place allowed for; everyone was going to be unhappy some of the time. "I guess I could make more. Not like this one though." He'd put some effort into this map, wanting it to be something special for Chase.
Now that Tobias had seen it, Lennon put it back into its envelope carefully. "I had a poptart right after I got up," he said, moving to the door again to pull it open since Tobias had gotten up. "I want something less processed for lunch." He'd never been a health nut, but sometimes a person felt a need for actual good, real food.