Okuyasu turned his attention to his dinner, stuffing his face with finger sandwiches and grapes. Mognet was like the sea, in a sense. Everyone knew what you were saying; everyone with access could access it. Back in 1999 Morioh, people had to meet up in person to talk about anything important unless you were Josuke and were always on the phone. A world where communication was in a public place sounded scary.

"...Can you even eat any of this stuff?" He finally spoke up after halfway finished with his plate.