[He lets her deal with the doggos and the petting of said doggos. Their owners, too, since his way of dealing with things wasn't as couth as hers all the time.

There was no reason for him not to think that she at least had some sort of friendship-like feeling for him. She was sitting in the park with him eating her lunch and sharing with him part of the whole. Right down to bringing him an unprovoked soda. Unprovoked soda that he was coming down to the end of.]

I did like it. It's good, you did a good job. Sushi is my favourite.

[She can have that tidbit for free. With the can drained, and not yeeted, he decayed it instead. Back to the Earth with you.]

Do...

[He paused.]

Do you know how to make other things? Cupcakes or that kind of shit for birthdays? That was the only good part about working for those pastel costumed freaks.