"I like it, or I think I do." This amnesia stuff was hard. "It's rather hardier than chicken I think- maybe Calhoun's little feast will have some? You can see for yourself then." Hershel mused, glancing over to wherever Calhoun set up their Christmas dinner. He didn't really know much about cooking an entire turkey either, shockingly teenagers aren't versed in this subject. Outrage.

Guess what, there is turkey, and probably KFC too while we're at it. As he headed over he paused by said turkey, gesturing for Heiji to come over and look. "Here we go, this is what I was thinking of." He couldn't help some nostalgia for memories he didn't even have. Did I mention amnesia was weird? It's weird.