"Oh, that's right, if you go near the oesophagus perhaps," Kotone snarks loudly, "And be sure to grab some of that food while you're at it." Kotone's sing-song tone is rather evident at the pilot's response. "And yes, there are shortcuts around the body, if you should know." The rate of food slows somewhat, as chocolate milk and bananas rushed down. "And which of us should help out?" Kotone eyerolls before filing her long talons, "Just so you know, I can't help out. I'm manning the control panel today."