His plump lips were still moving, up and down, up and down, as he was ripping another packet in his hands. "Thesh aren't the besht, but they'll workh." He comments with a mouthful before swallowing, taking a whiff inside the now open packet. "Ooo, this smells yummy. Where did you get it from?" He asks gleefully, taking a small bite at first. And you, the other person, was watching his sweet indulgence with slight amusement. "Not that sweet. Y'know I need it sweeter to be stimulated." He grumbled, though shoving down the entire package anyway.

This "stimulation" process will go on, until Satoru feels satisfied about his energy.