They sat by the table, while Mr. Rabbit quietly appreciated his hot chocolate.

“Hmmmmm, such a good drink! It is the ideal meal to maintain my strength and overwhelming courage.”

“yo, this is chocolate, not the holy grail.”

“Won’t you drink any, my fellow?”

“i don’t need to drink, nor eat anything, mr. rabbit. i am an automata, you see.”

Mr. Rabbit was confused. He had never heard of that.

“Automata? What is it?”

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