[He waits, because what else is he going to do, trusting that the girl will actually come back. His acquaintance with Ellie had been somewhat strained at the start but he has no reason to think that she'll leave him sat here.
When she sits again, pushing the basket towards him, he peers at it with open curiosity. It's meat, but... he can deal with it.
Years spent eating people did nothing to make him consider becoming a vegetarian.
R picks one of the sticky wings up like he doesn't quite know how to hold it, but the way he bites into it is a contrast in its efficiency. He catches a stray drip of sauce with a crooked finger before he starts chewing, and the expected cardboard-taste is pleasantly overpowered with a tingle of spice.]
'S good. [He tells her, giving the basket a small nudge her way.] ... Try it?
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When she sits again, pushing the basket towards him, he peers at it with open curiosity. It's meat, but... he can deal with it.
Years spent eating people did nothing to make him consider becoming a vegetarian.
R picks one of the sticky wings up like he doesn't quite know how to hold it, but the way he bites into it is a contrast in its efficiency. He catches a stray drip of sauce with a crooked finger before he starts chewing, and the expected cardboard-taste is pleasantly overpowered with a tingle of spice.]
'S good. [He tells her, giving the basket a small nudge her way.] ... Try it?