Uh-oh. Donnie ducks his head a little, wondering if the human's going to be mad now. That's the usual response when it's not crying. He releases a breath when Accelerator starts talking again, sinking back onto the chair. Maybe his psychic power made it not hurt!

"Mine's wood," he says as he grabs a fry. "I like that one." Except for it being kind of too long, but it was metal and shiny and smooth.