An expression of relief from the being frantically stealing donuts only a few minutes ago was a good thing in Minoru’s book. It was definitely enough to make him smile again.

Unfortunately, as far as the rest went...

“I have no idea what makes it go.” He just shrugged. “I don’t even know what makes a planet go. That’s... you know, I don’t even know if Isamu knows. And I swear he knows everything about everything.”

It wasn’t donuts. He was pretty sure about that. Though they were really, really tasty.