What is a home without friendship and love? It's like a dark hole in space where little martians are pulled in. Sad story really.

[nods]

Oh my grandfather really wasn't the story type. He never told me a story.

[He seems to be listening now...or not.]

Well, I would love some warm noodles and some riceballs now. You can bring them to me. I'm in the Freya house.