[ If there is one thing he is allowing himself a bit of childish wonder about at the moment, it is the food. Dubious as the circumstances are of the androids and the sudden appearance of one of these "diffusion zones", he feels that after subjecting himself to the tasteless simulation of cuisine in a world built from memory, he can allow himself a burger. Or two.
Or maybe a few more, he doesn't want to be too greedy.
So G'raha goes to see what might be available. But he pauses, looking around to see if the fair-haired man manning the station is speaking to him. Eager to be of help however he can, the hesitation only lasts a moment before he retrieves and hands the platter. ]
Running low? If I may be of some assistance...
[ Does he have any experience with propane? No. But he is keen to figure it out. ]
the grill
Or maybe a few more, he doesn't want to be too greedy.
So G'raha goes to see what might be available. But he pauses, looking around to see if the fair-haired man manning the station is speaking to him. Eager to be of help however he can, the hesitation only lasts a moment before he retrieves and hands the platter. ]
Running low? If I may be of some assistance...
[ Does he have any experience with propane? No. But he is keen to figure it out. ]
I must say, things do smell delicious.