Upon viewing Kiyoko's distress, Roger had to make an active effort not to spit-take a mouthful of Dirty Nep across the table. "Oh lordy, Kiyo, be careful; Nep food's a lot more oomphtastic than you're probably used to. Keeps us lean, mean, fighting machines." He struck a mock flex pose. "Anyway, pillow store? Ok, I guess so, since I guess I owe a pillow, though I still contest that; the very essense of sportsmanship was violated in the obtaining of that prize." He picked up the sandwich placed in front of him and took a healthy bite into it.