[He can't help but think of the taste of the orchards, or the naps in the trees and running from the stern voice under the light of the sun.
Food as a reminder...]
Yeah. I get that.
[He'll follow Haruka's line of sight to wander towards the Eastern options. His eyes drift immediately towards okonomiyaki fresh from the griddle, but he shows a surprising amount of restraint for once.]
Millennium. But don't think about it too much. We don't work the same way as a human.
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[He can't help but think of the taste of the orchards, or the naps in the trees and running from the stern voice under the light of the sun.
Food as a reminder...]
Yeah. I get that.
[He'll follow Haruka's line of sight to wander towards the Eastern options. His eyes drift immediately towards okonomiyaki fresh from the griddle, but he shows a surprising amount of restraint for once.]
Millennium. But don't think about it too much. We don't work the same way as a human.
Could you show me what tastes good to you?