His immediately, eloquent response is, "Uhhh..." He stands around with his mouth agape, staring wide-eyed as he twists around to take in all the sights. There are so many strange things here... He recognizes some of them, but others he's not so sure. Runa's got a hot dog, that's a no-brainer, but what's the cloud Viatorus is eating? Isidor has fries, but what's that on them?
"U-uhh!..." He legitimately looks queasy as he looks between his friends and the food. He needs to choose something. He can't waffle forever (though a waffle might be nice.) Just make a decision, Harrowheart!
He reaches out and plucks a bit off of Viatorus' candy floss and immediately proceeds to blink hard in confusion when it disappears in his mouth. He squints, his eyes shift around, and he steals another piece of fluff. When it dissolves this time he starts to laugh. "It's sweet! It's sugar?" What a fun concept!
Emboldened by how much he enjoyed stealing Viatorus' food he goes in for one of Isidor's curry fries and he doesn't even use a fork. Puts his grubby-ass hand on her saucy fry and just takes it like he owns it. Which he probably does, once he's put it in his mouth and like a vulgar beast licks the sauce off his fingertips.
And then he... Pulls a face. He looks at Isidor with confusion and mistrust before he even starts to hesitantly chew. "Tastes like... Sweat... I need somethin' to get that outta my mouth," he thinks aloud.
He eyes Runa's hot dog then, but quickly thinks better of taking any. "How about a beer? You can drink in public on Earth, right? But just one," he stresses. "I don't wanna get drunk and embarrass myself or nothin'." He's already doing a fine job of it sober, after all...
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"U-uhh!..." He legitimately looks queasy as he looks between his friends and the food. He needs to choose something. He can't waffle forever (though a waffle might be nice.) Just make a decision, Harrowheart!
He reaches out and plucks a bit off of Viatorus' candy floss and immediately proceeds to blink hard in confusion when it disappears in his mouth. He squints, his eyes shift around, and he steals another piece of fluff. When it dissolves this time he starts to laugh. "It's sweet! It's sugar?" What a fun concept!
Emboldened by how much he enjoyed stealing Viatorus' food he goes in for one of Isidor's curry fries and he doesn't even use a fork. Puts his grubby-ass hand on her saucy fry and just takes it like he owns it. Which he probably does, once he's put it in his mouth and like a vulgar beast licks the sauce off his fingertips.
And then he... Pulls a face. He looks at Isidor with confusion and mistrust before he even starts to hesitantly chew. "Tastes like... Sweat... I need somethin' to get that outta my mouth," he thinks aloud.
He eyes Runa's hot dog then, but quickly thinks better of taking any. "How about a beer? You can drink in public on Earth, right? But just one," he stresses. "I don't wanna get drunk and embarrass myself or nothin'." He's already doing a fine job of it sober, after all...