Right. So that seems to leave us with kids, Robin and Wren, and...

[...His brain skitters right off the word 'daemons.' He doesn't even want to think it.]

...Other people who aren't human. So they probably don't cook the same way, if they do at all. [Prompto resumes kicking his legs under the table.] Maybe Noct can be a sushi chef again. And I can try to learn to make something, I guess...