[ Well, Ryoma's come to the right place, because these two youngsters are ... not as somber as they should be, given the circumstances. Neither of them misunderstand the weight of the turmoil brought on the coattails of the night parade—but they're also seventeen year old boys. There's only so much seriousness they can take. ]

Chicken nuggets? ... Don't you mean golden fried chicken? Or maybe a sweet madame?

[ Yes, yes that does sound like "sweet madame," as in, a lovely woman, and not a honey glazed chicken. But it is a honey glazed chicken. It is! ]

Ah, thanks for having me ... I hope I'm not overstepping too much by coming by.