Senku didn’t know what to think about that focus on his stamina. It was something of a sore point for him really. It frustrated him to no end that nothing he did seemed to work, or improve anything. It wasn’t very fair, and he couldn’t pinpoint the problem. “If you have some kind of idea, I might try it, but I wouldn’t expect much.” He told Roland bluntly.

He wished he could blame it on a lack of socialization and maybe some of that was there, but he hadn’t been the most socially adept person in the first place. People tended to have to meet him where he was and typically, they didn’t mind the more they got to know him, but Senku always had a hard time making friends.

He could continue the story, but it might not be necessary if Roland had something else in mind. He blinked.

“You don’t have nothing. You need to define nothing for me.” Senku answered easily. “Unless you’re floating in a void, I’ve got nothing for that, you’d starve to death.”