[The spice level is pretty low! Like, definitely a bit of a kick, but he's learned long ago to pull way the hell back when he spices his cooking for other people...
Mmm... [He sits back in his chair and closes his eyes, tapping his chin like he is giving this Real And Serious Thought.]
You drive a hard bargain, friend! If that's what it takes to get you to release your stomach from its sad hostage situation, then that's what it takes. Deal!
[YEAH STOP PAWNING YOUR FOOD OFF ON HIM NPC!!!! HE MADE THAT WITH LOVE AND CARE.
The pack of disposable Everything has him arching a brow, but he leans forward (after stuffing his banana and roll back into his shirt) to take a fork and a plate without questioning it. He of all people has absolutely no right to question anyone about anything.]
Thanks! I don't need that much, though. I still have some soup that I made earlier, too.
[But he'll take enough that he thinks will be passable so he doesn't get SCOLDED again.]
[they're being polite! they may also have a habit of eating at their desk, but it's fine. once wwx has transferred some of the spaghetti to his plate, winter will nod.]
Yeah, well... You better eat your soup, too, young man.
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He waves a hand at that, though.]
It's fine! I have snacks if I get hungry.
[He has a banana in his shirt as they speak.]
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[eat something more than a banana, wwx!]
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But I made it for you! I'm fine with this. [He will. Pull a roll and also a banana from his shirt.]
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I am holding my stomach hostage until you agree to share this plate of spaghetti with me.
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You drive a hard bargain, friend! If that's what it takes to get you to release your stomach from its sad hostage situation, then that's what it takes. Deal!
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[said like they're a businessperson and not, like, an npc trying to pawn off half their food on someone else.
they reach under their desk, and pull out an entire pack of disposable plates and forks. why do they have them? where did they come from? a mystery.]
Here. Take one.
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The pack of disposable Everything has him arching a brow, but he leans forward (after stuffing his banana and roll back into his shirt) to take a fork and a plate without questioning it. He of all people has absolutely no right to question anyone about anything.]
Thanks! I don't need that much, though. I still have some soup that I made earlier, too.
[But he'll take enough that he thinks will be passable so he doesn't get SCOLDED again.]
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Yeah, well... You better eat your soup, too, young man.
[waggles... a finger at him...]
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HE ALSO JUST. BLINKS AT THAT and then bursts into laughter.]
Ah, right, right! What is it - if I don't eat my vegetables, I'll never grow any taller? Hah, I do have some missing height to catch up on, after all.
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Ah? Who's Popeye? Are they very tall?
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Nope. But he's, like, totally buff. And he gets buffer every time he eats his veggies.
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If only we could be so lucky! It'd be easier to get children to eat their vegetables if that were the case.
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