Did he pass a test and find the proper fork? He breathes a sigh of relief and starts to eat. "I've never been to an event with so many plates? I do not know what they're all for. Am I supposed to eat this much?"

Because he definitely can, he's basically a never ending pit, cramming in calories to power all those metal appendages. But he's not sure what he's actually supposed to do here. And it feels odd that in a place with so many different people they hadn't included some sort of instruction manual.

"The food is good, so that's a good start!" And he hasn't dropped dead yet, so that's also good.