Well, he isn't actually a picky eater, so he carefully picks up one of the spam musubi. The rice isn't all that sticky so some of it proceeds to fall back onto the plate. It's kind of a pain when he's only got the one hand to deal with this thing, but he takes a bite anyways.
Surprisingly, it isn't bad. It's salty, and the rice has been seasoned. He chews thoughtfully before answering. "Yeah. I think it's meant to help newbies fit in."
The bots are trying their best, really. They seem to genuinely like people and want to help out, even if they don't exactly understand what kind of help they should be offering. Sort of like well-meaning puppies.
He's about to take another bite, when he decides to lightly add: "Over ten thousand and thirty-one someones, to answer your first question."
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Surprisingly, it isn't bad. It's salty, and the rice has been seasoned. He chews thoughtfully before answering. "Yeah. I think it's meant to help newbies fit in."
The bots are trying their best, really. They seem to genuinely like people and want to help out, even if they don't exactly understand what kind of help they should be offering. Sort of like well-meaning puppies.
He's about to take another bite, when he decides to lightly add: "Over ten thousand and thirty-one someones, to answer your first question."