[ Currently in a front of a convenience store, Setsuna stands there with a faintly blank expression. But if one can look harder, he's actually pondering about something.
Pondering. While drinking out of a milk carton.
He's thinking about what he could practice cooking for breakfast today. He's getting sick of butter and toast. Plus, it's about time that he moved on from just toasting bread. ]
[ A light glance to the side, he notices one of the bots pass by peacefully. He would ask the bot for thoughts, but... they don't even eat. It would feel silly.
... He'll just make a short network inquiry instead. Afterwards, he can properly shop for what he needs. ]
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[ Setsuna slightly lowers his milk carton down. Though, the straw is still visible in view. The background clearly displays the front of the convenience store. He remains with that unchanged expression. ]
Marina Asylum. Good morning.
[...] I wish to inquire: What is your preferred breakfast?
[ and a tinier voice, while eyeing to the side (he didn't mean to mumble this one): ] Do the bots eat?