[IF IT'S ANY COMFORT, RALPH, there's no way Rocket boot camp will be anywhere near as traumatizing as his initiation into the Homunculi.]
Hungry?
... No, I don't need to eat. I'm--
[And then he is cut off by his starter, who plucks him right off the ground again and puts him on her shoulders. EXCUSE YOU YOUNG MAN, OF COURSE YOU NEED TO EAT.]
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Hungry?
... No, I don't need to eat. I'm--
[And then he is cut off by his starter, who plucks him right off the ground again and puts him on her shoulders. EXCUSE YOU YOUNG MAN, OF COURSE YOU NEED TO EAT.]
[She nods to Ralph.]
[LEAD THE WAY, SIR.]