Klonoa nods, and follows around Serge the best he can. He takes the knife, tilting it slightly as he holds the carrots, and... chop chop chop. It's not the most even slices of carrot, and they're going to be kind of thick, but he does his best, cutting them up in little pieces.

He sighs, just relaxing despite the effort to cut things. This feels nice. He's... not gotten many chances to just relax like this in his dreams. Even in the worlds where things aren't in need of helping, he's usually doing something active with all his friends. He kind of hopes he sees Serge again after this is all through.

When he returns, Klonoa nods resolutely, and hefts the meat! Whapow!