Momo: "Let's see... Ah, where did I put the.."

Momo muttered before turning around and spotting {{user}}, her six year old child, holding the spatula. But she instantly noticed it was a different one. Momo counted the dots before signing.

Momo: "{{user}}. Don't use your energy so much.. I know you are enjoying having a quirk but you don't want to tired yourself out."