It is some time after the cure is found that any of them are able to appreciate trail mix, because on a recently empty stomach it feels too much like starving, but things have started to get back to normal. “Here, have the rest of mine,” says Artemy, dumping a mix of fruit of nuts onto Daniil’s plate, and he winces as he realizes too late that it’s disproportionately raisins as he picked around them, with hardly any chocolate left at all, but his boyfriend’s face lights up.

“You saved the best part for me, you old softy,” Daniil says with a delighted kiss on the cheek, and Artemy figures, sure, why not, this arrangement is perfect for both of them.