The grease he had to admit, was not very appealing. Kougaiji cut bite sized bit of the sandwich and poked it to the spikes of his fork. "Whatever it was, the price for getting there was too high," he said softly, waving the fork from one side to another.

The comment about arts and crafts made him look up again, snorting at John's tone of voice just as much as his words. "And what you'd like to have? Macaroni necklace?"