"Hiro, you have not eaten your ramen. Is there something wrong with it?"

"No Baymax. I was just...thinking."

"Did Tadashi enjoy ramen?"

"Um...he practically lived off it. He used to say that if it hadn't been for Aunt Cass, he would have continued to live off the crappy instant kind."

If Baymax could smile, he would have. Yes, talking improved his patient's mood immensely, and also seemed to increase his appetite, for Hiro now wolfed down the food eagerly.

"Hey Baymax?"

"Yes Hiro."

"Thanks."