[ The kids freeze under Terry's glare and avert their eyes, whispering amongst themselves as Kido and Terry keep walking. Without a hood over her head and no earbuds in her ears, the whispering doesn't escape Kido's attention either, a glower working its way onto her face. Ha ha, sure brings back memories, being talked about like that... ]

I guess... I have painkillers prescribed that should work for the pain, and protein would be better for rebuilding the body and stuff. We can see what sort of fruit is on sale.

[ You can't just stuff yourself full of protein, though, and protein doesn't make you happy like chocolate does... Kido's not really sure her stress hormones have ever been low, especially not now, when she can hear the shuffling footsteps behind her.

Middle schoolers are stupid, and that stupidity makes them particularly fearless, splitting into two groups behind Kido and Terry and exchanging furtive glances between them. Can't back off from a dare. ]