"Get a steady supply of food in, and that's one worry for the winter taken care of." One thing handled, so that they can move past the important stuff. Things like this dragon business, just what has pulled them here from the simulation, all of that.

It's work. It's something to build off of. And honestly, while he misses the old Annie's Bakes already, it still feels good to actually be putting in the effort like this. Call him old fashioned.

And alternatively...

With a good couple of apples already sliced up, Angeal takes a piece and reaches over Themis's shoulder. "Besides," he says, waggling it a bit. "Senses are better out of a sim too, huh?"