Åsa made them lunch boxes and snacks and, well, the snacks are mostly edible? She's enjoying the sandwiches, anyway. And who knows, someone else might enjoy sardines and jam? Either way, it's nice to take a break and sit curled into Siiri's side and chat aimlessly. It's comfortable, more comfortable than being locked in a giant robot. At least she can't break anything (or anyone) out here.

She sits up a little when Floweregg bounds over and smiles at her, opening her arms to invite her into her lap. "How did you remember that?"