That's what tongues are for, keeping your hands clean. [ Check and mate! Sissel continues to nibble on the noodles until the cooking-mon finally plops a large bowl of ramen chock full of meat, vegetables and even an egg in front of him, big enough for himself and his partner. It's a special for the Chosen Children... but that doesn't mean it's free. ]
92 bit.
Huh? How many what?
92 bit, for you and your floppy-eared friend there.
Uh... [ Sissel tilts his head in obvious confusion of what he's supposed to do with the demand. ] Well, maybe if I knew what that was?
It's payment! I make you food, you make me money. Ya geddit?
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92 bit.
Huh? How many what?
92 bit, for you and your floppy-eared friend there.
Uh... [ Sissel tilts his head in obvious confusion of what he's supposed to do with the demand. ] Well, maybe if I knew what that was?
It's payment! I make you food, you make me money. Ya geddit?
No. I don't.