[Sure enough, she frowns. 20XX Mahiru Koizumi has decided not to believe any of that time travel, demon, fairy, monster, alien, robot stuff. But she's polite, especially to a little boy who is already stuck in the trappings of the nobility and clearly lacks the requested information either way--and furthermore, the frown turns into a more respectable curled, concentrating mouth, until she stamps her foot at the recollection.]

Honey! Of course! I saw him in there myself the first day we got here! He must have cleaned it out... what a bad boy. He should share more. Plus if he eats it all himself already he's gonna feel really bad later when we're all out.