"What can you do?" Jade returns, having no intention of divulging his plans so soon. "Surely you don't spend all your time cooking."

They're at the outskirts of the market by now, joining the trickle of people who had finished their shopping. Many of them have a freshly-bought slave in tow, sometimes more than one, but unlike Shinjirou, those slaves walk with their heads low and their mouths sealed. Jade watches, expressionless, as one of the masters shoves his slave into a waiting car, climbing in right afterwards. Judging by the sounds emanating from the vehicle, it would seem like he's decided to enjoy his new purchase right then and there.