Hawks already had the potato cocktail from the robots earlier, which is probably unlucky for him and Nao both. But he's got a good game face, despite how hot he feels. It's probably just the kitchen, right?

His eyebrows go up at that American-style comment. He hasn't had a lot of American-style food, actually, so he's curious. As for the whole chicken thing, Nao's off the hook there. He's not at all part bird, just a guy with a quirk.

So he laughs. "Oh, man, wings are awesome. Chicken's my fave. Weird, huh?" He can't help being amused about it. "I'm Hawks, by the way. What's your name, dude? Hard to give my compliments to the chef if I don't know."