"Eh, little Nero?" Adam called out for the third time, but Nero seemed lost in thought.
'I wonder what he's so deep in thought about that he hasn't responded to me? Well, it must be something important. I'll just wait and enjoy my meal. It would be perfect if I had a nice whisky to go with this,' Adam lamented, his thirst for alcohol growing. As expected from a race known for its love of drink, alcohol was forbidden in the cafeteria. Even with plenty of credits, you couldn't buy it since it was prohibited.
