[Fukami just shakes his head. NEVER MIND. He doesn't know Shiro, really, he has no reason to babysit him.] Hm. It works where I'm from. I've never spent much time thinking about it.

...At any rate, let's look in another room.

[Since Shiro's going to go around and eat his drumstick.] How does it taste? [It doesn't taste weird after all? He's not spitting it out...]