Kaede turned toward the door, shaken from his mood by the sudden change in conversation. It hadn't taken much time, less than he expected the order to. His home lay far down the windy roads, set apart from the rest of society that he wanted to avoid. Going into town often counted as a day trip but technology continued to shift and adapt. When was the last time he even ordered ingredients in this way? "I see. Would you like to go get it from the door?" he said, shaking away the continued ramblings of his mind.

It seemed that no matter what the subject, his mind never ceased to spin. "Otherwise, I can just ask the doorman bot to collect everything and bring it here. But it seems the conversation has dwindling. A strange thing that is," he murmured, almost to himself at that point. "I've probably bothered you with some of the things I've just said, so go on, E.v.a. Do as you want."