Hiro narrows his eyes a little, unable to thoroughly believe this. Peanut butter and banana sandwiches are a thing, but...bacon? Bacon and honey? He's learning way more than he ever thought he would and he's only been in space for a couple days. Sam's relaxation prompts him to do likewise, scrunching his nose a little. "You know the vaporizing question was because of the "space" thing, and not the "Canada" thing, right? I mean, I'm pretty sure regular humans can't vaporize people without weapons." OH CHILD, how little you know.

That gets a shrug, because yeah, he'd noticed, but everyone has rituals. He's pretty sure his aunt's stress-eating counts as one, actually -- it's always chocolate donuts and it's always in quantities higher than five. "I'll try to avoid breaking any mirrors while I'm here."

Ahhhh, this conversation. Hiro's expression goes from open to resigned, because people always react to this part of his life with awkwardness or overenthusiasm. "I graduated last year, when I was thirteen. I just started college."