"So… you like it here, do you?"

Cans of soup are disappearing on me.
Momo nodded.

I could've sworn I bought that soup just a few months ago
"And you want to stay here?"

"Yes, very much."

"I mean, shouldn't you go home?"

"This is my home," Momo said promptly.

"But where do you come from?"

Momo gestured vaguely at some undefined spot in the far distance.

"When were you born?"

Why am I obsessing about soup?
"As far as I can remember... I've always been around."