“It’s less like she went shopping and more like she wanted to stock this place like it was a miniature grocery store. A little bit of everything.
Hehe.
Like me buying candy. Gotta have variety.
I’m trying to organize it by expiry date so we can prioritize eating and serving the food that’s going bad now, in case she never comes back and the food starts to get low.”
Alright, so Charlotte at least believes Skitter is alive, but doubts whether she’s coming back.
“I know it’s a bit late, but there’s a lot of us who’ve been working hard, cleaning up the mess from the attacks…” Sierra hedged.
What are you getting at? You want extra rations for the workers?
That does seem reasonably fair.
“You want dinner?”
Sierra pressed her hands together in a pleading gesture.
This is cute. :p