Shiro's apparent inability to call it a space taco brought a little smile out of Hunk. He gratefully accepted the jerkey, staring at it. It was real food. Sure, it wasn't what he would've called real food a few months ago, but after nothing but goo for so long...

He bit into it, even as his eyes watered. "It's real then, huh? I'm really from the future and you all are really from my past."

Hunk swallowed hard, his voice lowering a bit. "So you may not be okay after all."