[He brightens immediately at that.]

I'd love to have a game night. Me and my aunt, we always had at least one every other weekend — nothing too fancy, but you know, we'd really get into it. [After a moment, he breathes out, relieved that the heavy feeling in his shoulders have abated. It hurts to think about home when he knows home is... screwed up later, but it's always good to think of May. Always.] I'd just like that a lot.