"A little. Small stuff that reminded me of home. Someone was tossing a small fake tree, so I brought it up and doctored it as best I could. The candle, and a tin of cookies--I don't know how to bake yet, so they're store bought, sorry." Said tin of cookies is sat down in front of Matt.

"It almost feels like home." He gets a nice warm mug of coffee, too. And then a bag gets set next to him. No explanation or warning. Steve's hunkered on the other end of the couch, smiling into his own mug.