Despite my intentions, I find myself snickering a little at Marius' enthusiasm. I know I shouldn't, but I keep thinking what a poor thing, seeing him as the child he is before me and not the man I know him to be. But I suppose that both are equally as valid while he's like this.

"I'm glad you enjoy it. We'll be home soon and there will probably be more if you're still hungry." For at this rate, I know he will be quite finished by the time we arrive.