*eyes the little nightstand, and reaches over to open its drawer... fishes around in there for a sec, and pulls out what looks like a wrapped-up snack bar or something, only the wrapper's about as drab as military-issue boringness could be. He sits back on the bed again, and offers it to her*
We didn't have any potatoes or eggs or anything. We had this stuff. You can try it if you want... doesn't taste like anything, though. *small shrug* I came here, and there's all this other stuff that Abel was showing me to eat. He gave me some of a baguette, and some eggs, and some bacon, and the bacon was the first thing I ever tried that....
*shakes his head* I mean, I know what blood tasted like; it's not like I never bit my lip before. And dirt, and paint... don't ask. I don't-- *shakes his head again, a little self-depreciative laugh* I shouldn't have been standing there at the time.
But I know people have to sleep, even if I never had any dreams before I got here. It's just... how it works, right? So that's why I know about it. And you? You've always had food that had flavors, haven't you? So you're used to the other stuff, and... a lot of other things that I've never seen in the Junkyard. And Abel too. He was showing me a lot of things.
*a lil pause, not sure how to phrase it, but finally just asks* You think maybe, while he's away, you could show me some things here too?
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No more eating his socks....
*eyes the little nightstand, and reaches over to open its drawer... fishes around in there for a sec, and pulls out what looks like a wrapped-up snack bar or something, only the wrapper's about as drab as military-issue boringness could be. He sits back on the bed again, and offers it to her*
We didn't have any potatoes or eggs or anything. We had this stuff. You can try it if you want... doesn't taste like anything, though. *small shrug* I came here, and there's all this other stuff that Abel was showing me to eat. He gave me some of a baguette, and some eggs, and some bacon, and the bacon was the first thing I ever tried that....
*shakes his head* I mean, I know what blood tasted like; it's not like I never bit my lip before. And dirt, and paint... don't ask. I don't-- *shakes his head again, a little self-depreciative laugh* I shouldn't have been standing there at the time.
But I know people have to sleep, even if I never had any dreams before I got here. It's just... how it works, right? So that's why I know about it. And you? You've always had food that had flavors, haven't you? So you're used to the other stuff, and... a lot of other things that I've never seen in the Junkyard. And Abel too. He was showing me a lot of things.
*a lil pause, not sure how to phrase it, but finally just asks* You think maybe, while he's away, you could show me some things here too?