Grant is about ready to caution Karako not to crush all his popcorn when he does, in fact, put it carefully in place instead. He nods approvingly and starts pushing the cart, trying to keep up enough of a pace that Karako's child energy won't bring him too far ahead.

He's not gonna mention the seat situation. As far as he's concerned, that's a time-honored location for particularly Important groceries.

"Let's see... we're gonna need some basics for while we're here, and... hm, maybe pick up some travel food in advance? Just to make sure we don't forget later."