Look, look, Murderbot doesn't get to judge anyone for what's on their plate, when it's walking to a table with dinosaur chicken nuggets and a bowl of macaroni and cheese. It certainly looks like an adult, at well over six feet tall, dressed in a hooded sweatshirt and cargo pants, built like a thread. But as it passes Nobunaga, it notices his plate, and the corner of its lips curl in a bit of a smirk.

"Have you found the ice cream parlor yet? If not, y'oughta go there next."