"Well, if you don't need to eat, then a sense of smell loses some of its purpose," Adia muses out loud. "But it's still important. It's the most primitive sense. Can you eat, Blaze? Or do you use your sense of taste for something else?" Seems kind of a strange thing to give an artificial life form, even one with a similar structure to a human.

Not knowing how to interpret Blaze's reaction, she hurriedly takes another sip of hot chocolate, draining the cup enough to justify throwing it out. A quick toss in a nearby trashcan, and she quickens her pace for Blaze's benefit, as if to apologize. For what, she doesn't know. "He said that this time of year, his own will is Winter's. And Winter wanted to stay in the Nexus for as long as possible."