“𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚛-“

[Argall examined his cupcake as Olivier described his process of baking. Nodding along intrigued at the process.] That seems..very time consuming. And you have fun? With this process? [He asked, tilting his head at him.]

Well, it hasn’t harmed me yet anyway. [Argall smiled as he grabbed another cupcake and takes a bite, this time eating faster than the first one.] How did you make these? They’re very..sweet like you said? [He says with his mouth full.]

[Argall blinks at the empty wrapper, looking down shyly.] I..suppose I was hungrier than I thought. [He trails off, feeling bad for eating so fast. It tasted really good, I didn’t have to get a bruise from it..

Hm, well..it doesn’t look that threatening. [Argall reaches over to grab a chocolate cupcake, examining it for a moment before he takes a bite.] Mm? Oh! This is..very good. [He smiles, his eyes lighting up as he takes another bite and another. All the way down to the wrapper.]

Ah, I see. Very odd selection of items. I suppose l’ll buy more..upgrades. [With the help from Oliver, Argall buys an upgrade for the attacks.] Hm, I am curious about these..outfits though. What is with her uniform? Or..lack of one? It does not look practical.

Ugh..fine. I’ll go this stupid shopkeeper to get these upgrades.. [He grumbled as he makes his character turn around and walk back to the shop. He stares at the text on screen. Trying to make sense of the earth language.] What does this say? It’s speaking in some strange text..

[Argall watches him walk over behind the swing set, still confused on how it works.] How high? Uhm, I suppose high enough for it to function? I can’t remember how my mom made it work..

Upgrades? Why would I want that? I’m capable of killing these zombies on my own. [He squints at the screen and looks at the options. Pushing a button to leave the shopkeeper.] That was “stupid” as Markus says, that shopkeeper needs to die with the zombies for wasting my time.

I’m capable of doing this alone. [He frowns as he walks up to the swing set, watching the other children run off at the sight of him. He sits on one of the swings.] …I don’t think it’s working. [He calls out to Rex, he could’ve sworn the swings worked on their own.]

Desserts? Uhm..no. I haven’t heard of those. [Argall shakes his head as he turns to the game, squinting at the shopkeeper.] Why can’t I kill this zombie? It’s stopping me from killing it.

I suppose that is an upside to the planet. Prepared meals that require less work. [He trails off as he grabbed another handful of popcorn as Oliver explains how he can eat almost anything.] Hm, well..the food here is very nice. I’m not sure I’ve ever actually..enjoyed a meal.