"Ah..." his voice trailed off and he looked off towards the canopy of trees waiting to meet them. "I'm not real sure. I kinda thought about it off the top of m'head when I was cravin' somethin' from home. Like..big ol' buttery biscuits drowin' in butter." He could almost smell them, now. Most pokepuffs didn't even compare.

"Realized I couldn't get none of that here and only wanted a few supplies but...I think if I want somethin' sustainable, it's gonna need to be more'n a hen house."