[Hanako moves about the room with an unconcerned ease. He takes in the signs of the previously living, but in different tones than Frieda’s calm conclusions. There is an almost aloofness as he leans over to inspect some of the silverware.]

You all haven’t been dead for that long, right? I don’t see much eating among our group. [Even Yashiro, though it might be the lack of food offerings more than the lack of desire.] Should we try to bring some of this back with us?

[His head pops into the kitchen doorway, searching for some sort of sustenance to do just that when…]

AH! [the boy lets out a childish exclamation, disappearing inside the kitchen entirely. A moment later, he reappears with what looks to be a simple kitchen knife.] Frieda! Look! Look~!

[Hanako certainly is overjoyed like a child on Christmas at the discovery, smile bright as he hops up and down.]