John picks up the package, reads the note and smiles. Despite being alone, having friends no matter what reality you were trapped in had to count for something, right?

And because he wanted to do something with his hands, he spent the next hour making screwing around in the pizza place nearby. When he'd come up with a recipe for what he was sure had to be the best pizza known to man or alien, he delivered one to Setsuna's door on a silver pan with a note:

Setsuna,

Thanks. I sure as hell needed that around now. Hope you like this and it hasn't cooled off too much by the time you get your hands on it. I figured it would be better to make something rather than hand over anything you could get anywhere in the park.

Happy Holidays, kid. Hope you're having fun.

~John

Just in case Setsuna is around, John knocks on the door to announce the delivery, and walks back to his place quickly, before he can get caught.