[Juneberry]

Sayaku moved his free hand behind his head, scratching the back of his neck as he followed suit, leaving the room and closing the door behind them. He walked slightly behind the other one. "Waffle fan, huh? Home-made are better then those store-bought things though...But I'm happy with plain ol' eggs. Then again, I'm used to hunting down those eggs days before...Those chickens can be rowdy..." He grumbled, remembering some of the bad times, then some of the good times. "Rowdy but cute I guess."

He smiled over at Oliver. "Sorry if I'm talking too much about farm stuff. I grew up there so it's really all I can remember most of the time..."