"Greetings, Kay," Tron said, though he rolled his eyes a bit at her silly pronouncement. It was a pretty good coincidence that they all apparently knew each other.. but then, it seemed that most of the people brought in by the accident were sticking together. Probably wise.

He peered down at Pinoko and frowned at the prospect of shopping. How was it supposed to take so long that they would need food in the middle? On the other hand... Pinoko's cooking was definitely better than the fabricator.

"How long is this supposed to take?" he still asked, a little suspiciously. Best to know what he was getting into.