SiegbertMozu

Mozu: Look, Siegbert. They've got tons of tasty-lookin' foods bein' sold in the stands. I'll buy you anythin' you want when we get back to the festival.

Siegbert: Thank you, Mother. But right now, I don't think I'm all that hungry. (...grrrr)

Mozu: Ahahah. Then what was that sound comin' from your stomach just now?

Siegbert: W-well, that was...the sound of me digesting food, of course...

Mozu: Y'know, this festival's all about you kids, so you don't need to hold back.

Siegbert: ...No. I wasn't holding back. It's just, if possible...today, I want to eat your own cooking. The food at the stands is certainly enticing. But...if we're going to celebrate our growth, I'd much rather celebrate it with your cooking. I haven't been able to eat much of it, after all.

Mozu: Siegbert...

Siegbert: I'm sorry that I'm so selfish.

Mozu: Not at all. I'm the one who should apologize...you musta been so lonely 'cause of me. I'm really sorry.

Siegbert: Mother, please, don't apologize. I'm grateful to you. Thank you so much...for protecting me ever since I was a child.

Mozu: Heheh, you really did turn out to be a good kid. Alright, keep your stomach nice and empty for me! 'Cause I'm gonna fill you to the brim with my cooking!

Siegbert: Lovely. I'm looking forward to it.