She patted her friend's head gently, understanding the tired. Plus her hair was short and it was just kinda funto pat at it a little.

"You got it. But I have some terrible news for you: you're going to have to sit up so I can get the menu."

Because she was the sort who still kept all the paper menus in a little basket over the fridge.

"And that's a question I never thought to ask - with all the super strength, do you just, y'know, eat more? Like, does it burn through quicker for you?"