Food before initiation.

Instead of entering the busy, well-populated daycare center he saw in the window, instead they led him into a small, nearly empty room. It looked like a kitchen, but it lacked any real character or sense to it. There were chairs, there was a small fridge, there was what looked like a changing table, but otherwise no windows, no patterns on the walls, not even a fridge magnet. It looked like it was meant to be more of a waiting room.

"What is this?"

"We know that you had a long journey Timothy," said the woman holding his hand. "We thought that if we had you nice and fed first then you won't be grouchy when we introduce you to the others."

Before he could object, his stomach made a low whining noise. All of a sudden he felt hungry. He was starving actually. he was perfectly fine a second ago.

"Yeah, actually. Why am I hungry? I thought the pod you guys plugged me in kept my body fed and healthy for me?"

"We did design the pods to be completely self-sufficient and you'll receive all of the nutrients you could ever need while under our watch. But we find that catering to your needs on a more conscious level makes your stay in M.O.T.H.E.R. more immersive. Besides, why would you be wearing a diaper if digestion wasn't a factor?"

He couldn't argue with her logic, even if he felt a little embarrassed when she called attention to his underwear.