Everyone was really happy eating these noodles.
Especially the kids—they're way more lively and outspoken than the adults.
"Dad, this is so tasty, and the soup is great too—it makes my whole body feel warm after drinking it."
"I want another bowl!"
"Dad, I want to eat jerky."
"I want cake too!"
...
When they first got back, O'Neill brought them lots of tasty stuff, and they all remembered—still thinking about it even now!
"I already gave you everything along the way! Where am I supposed to find cake now?" O'Neill said, sounding a bit annoyed.
Seriously, half-grown kids eat you into poverty! He hauled back so much, but basically nothing's left. Still, seeing the little ones looking disappointed, he relented: "Once we get to the territory, I'll buy you some more."
"Yay!"
"I want Dad's clothes too!"
"I want some comfy shoes!"
...
One after another, they kept pushing their luck.
O'Neill listened and said, "...Okay!"
