[R makes a face. Chewy things do not sound appetising with what his diet has been for the past... however long, and he screws up his nose slightly with a small shake of his head.]
Take your word f... for it.
[But still, he's curious, and he looks around with barely disguised interest. Maybe... there's something else he could try.
For once, he'd like it if something didn't taste like wood pulp when he chewed it.]
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Take your word f... for it.
[But still, he's curious, and he looks around with barely disguised interest. Maybe... there's something else he could try.
For once, he'd like it if something didn't taste like wood pulp when he chewed it.]