Probably for the best he didn't tell him, but Reno was smart enough not to throw a fit under the circumstances. He took the thermos gratefully and set into a bit before arching a brow. How'd Maki know he liked his coffee loaded with bullshit? Was he that transparent?

"You're an angel," Reno sighed, feeling infinitely better with something hot in his gt after the roller-coaster ride that was the last few hours.

"Still gonna have to try that Pocari stuff. Maybe next time. Anyways, let's see how much trouble I can get into on a bike before it's too late and you turn into a pumpkin or something."