Oh well, it's not going to be Cao Pi's job to clean it, so let the little guy have fun. Hopefully it's not the spirit of a young kid who's about to go rocketing off on a sugar rush after this. "I shouldn't be surprised that they like such things," he says a bit dubiously. "I don't know how modern people can drink that. I tasted one, once. I would rather stick one of your cigarettes in my mouth a second time than ever taste another."

He decides to be helpful and open the bag of chips before offering it to the spirit. Maybe because the trail mix was also in a bag, it figures that one out much more smartly than the granola. At least it's happy now, and not grabbing for lanterns. "That should be enough to let us slip away to our peace and quiet. Farewell," he adds with a nod to the spirit, even if it's not the right tongue.