V.G.D. headquarters, Sector B employee cafeteria.
The air was thick with the mingled aromas of cheese and fried beef patties.
Kraglin was hunched over the table like a squirrel that hadn't eaten in three winters, battling a mountain of food piled on his plate.
He grabbed a burger drenched in meat sauce and melted cheese and took a huge bite, heedless of the sauce running over the back of his hand.
As one of the Ravagers, he had spent most of his life roaming the Milky Way. He had eaten Kree nutrient paste, gnawed on synthetic protein blocks from Xandar, and even been forced to swallow a three-eyed slug raw on some desolate, nameless planet.
But this thing in front of him...
Kraglin carefully lifted the thing called the "Homelander Supreme Double Cheeseburger" in both hands.
Two soft buns held juicy beef patties between them. Melted cheese flowed down like golden lava, alongside crisp pickles and fresh lettuce.
He opened wide and took another enormous bite.
"Mmm!!"
The layers of flavor exploded in his mouth. The perfect marriage of fat and carbs made his scalp tingle.
"My God..." Kraglin mumbled through a mouthful of food, tears even welling in his eyes. "People on this planet... how can they be this happy?"
Just as he was about to attack a slice of pizza, the cafeteria's automatic doors slid open and a group walked in.
The Vought heroes poured in, fresh from watching the press conference.
Still caught up in its tragic grandeur and excitement, they talked over one another.
"That was the best speech I've ever heard!" Angela was still wiping away tears. "'March over my corpse'... God, look how wet I am... My face, I mean. My makeup's ruined."
"Of course it was. The boss has always been that cool."