An Zhe might not have had any friends, but he had at least gotten this far. Way to go little guy. You'd made it to the mall (mostly) unsupervised.

The lingering reminders of his first meeting with Jayce had mostly faded by now, so they could both see each other properly this time. A first meeting for the second time. So far An Zhe preferred these circumstances, even if the shadows were a little... Well. They just didn't need to go fiddling with them.

"Potatoes." That was simply the correct answer. They were just a wildly incorrect answer for what might be at this sort of place from what he could tell. "But I have been trying to try many new things, so I don't think I am picky."