[Hey, never turn down an offer for free food. If there wasn't enough for everyone, he'd tone it down a notch, sure. But even with everything Red's grabbed already, it looks like he's barely made a dent in the spread on the table.
Anyway. Speaking of free food. The robot's arm pulls the plate towards the cockpit he's seated in, and he uses his own hands to pick up the sandwich- actually inspecting it for the first time.]
Grilled cheese? Who picks the names for these things?
[He gives it a sort of skeptical look. It's almost like it's finally occurred to him that maaaaaaybe he should actually have some idea of what he's putting in his mouth...]
/TOUCHES YOU BACK
Anyway. Speaking of free food. The robot's arm pulls the plate towards the cockpit he's seated in, and he uses his own hands to pick up the sandwich- actually inspecting it for the first time.]
Grilled cheese? Who picks the names for these things?
[He gives it a sort of skeptical look. It's almost like it's finally occurred to him that maaaaaaybe he should actually have some idea of what he's putting in his mouth...]