[ Victor is there to answer them — patiently - many of them are just unfamiliarity and curiosity. He's not surprised by what Qingxuan ends up choosing. Comfort food. They pore over the broth and the various appliances for the noodles and vegetables, and eventually, sit down. Victor has a small bowl with him. The warmth only is in his throat until it disappears into the machinery of his body, somewhere. ]
I'm not sure. [ It does seem too good of a promise, but, ] I think if it can, I have to try.
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I'm not sure. [ It does seem too good of a promise, but, ] I think if it can, I have to try.