BUT UP HE GOES!! YIPPEE. He immediately forgets about the despair of his mussed hair, throwing his arms up as soon as he's seated on Sidon's shoulder.]
Yay! It's been so long since I've been this tall! [SINCE THE FCKIN WEEK 0 PARTY the last time he stood on Sidon and spied so many secrets...]
Let's go see if they have anything we can eat together! I'll be able to see aaall the way to the other side like this!
[SOMETIMES YA DIE. He swings his legs a little but he's very careful not to whack Sidon with his heels...]
Oh, I love sweets! [Fortunately he's not a freak weirdo about food like Scien is, so he does have opinions like a normal human being.]
Cookies, especially - but I like seafood, too! [He is unfortunately from an island nation, after all, even though clearly that didn't save Britain.] Monsieur Owner told me about a dish made from raw fish back in his homeland. You said you like fish too, right?
[ one day the lore is gonna jump out that dahut is actually insanely stacked and evil but for now even the tap-tappiess of his heels wouldn't do much damage. ]
Cookies—all right! [ he keeps that in mind. ] But yes, that's most of what I eat! We really only keep 'ovens' and such for guests of the domain.
[ they have an inn where they try to take care of other races by giving them things like water beds ]
[DON'T JUST ASSIGN HIM SECRETLY INSANELY STACKED AND EVIL. He is just a little lad and his heels just tap-tappy. Even more lightly and less noticeably than that time he tried to kick Sidon... HIS CATTAIL STRENGTH.]
Wow, I really wish I could see that for myself! [He's imagining like. Ovens created by aliens who don't actually know how they work, but did their best to try.] It sounds like you guys are wonderful hosts.
[He also rapidly bongos Sidon's noggin and points over toward a stall they're passing by.]
[ he really is just a reed in the wind unless he gets secretly swole...... ]
We do our best! I've always enjoyed having guests, I wish others would visit more often...
[ their best is funny. he is, at least, gracious in his attempts even if they're clumsy—he hurries over to the stall when it's pointed out, dropping down so dahut can get a look at the wares. like he's kind of used to being steered around. ]
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but anyway already being an affectionate person means that things are in OVERDRIVE NOW. AGGRESSIVELY hair ruffles. ]
Oh! I would love to go! I haven't stepped inside yet!
[ PICKS HIM UP. PUTS THIS WEE GREEN BEAN ON HIS SHOULDER. ]
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BUT UP HE GOES!! YIPPEE. He immediately forgets about the despair of his mussed hair, throwing his arms up as soon as he's seated on Sidon's shoulder.]
Yay! It's been so long since I've been this tall! [SINCE THE FCKIN WEEK 0 PARTY the last time he stood on Sidon and spied so many secrets...]
Let's go see if they have anything we can eat together! I'll be able to see aaall the way to the other side like this!
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Yes, let's! [ NOW THAT THEY DON'T HAVE VASH... THE WAY ACTUALLY THEY SPENT SIX HOURS BABYSITTING ] What sort of food do you like, Dahut?
[ scien seems to just eat whatever bread is put in front of him, but maybe dahut has preferences. ]
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Oh, I love sweets! [Fortunately he's not a freak weirdo about food like Scien is, so he does have opinions like a normal human being.]
Cookies, especially - but I like seafood, too! [He is unfortunately from an island nation, after all, even though clearly that didn't save Britain.] Monsieur Owner told me about a dish made from raw fish back in his homeland. You said you like fish too, right?
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Cookies—all right! [ he keeps that in mind. ] But yes, that's most of what I eat! We really only keep 'ovens' and such for guests of the domain.
[ they have an inn where they try to take care of other races by giving them things like water beds ]
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Wow, I really wish I could see that for myself! [He's imagining like. Ovens created by aliens who don't actually know how they work, but did their best to try.] It sounds like you guys are wonderful hosts.
[He also rapidly bongos Sidon's noggin and points over toward a stall they're passing by.]
They have some, over there!
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We do our best! I've always enjoyed having guests, I wish others would visit more often...
[ their best is funny. he is, at least, gracious in his attempts even if they're clumsy—he hurries over to the stall when it's pointed out, dropping down so dahut can get a look at the wares. like he's kind of used to being steered around. ]
Oh, there's so many!
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If I get the chance, I'll come visit right away! [He'll experience the alien oven himself... smashcut to them all permadying.
But!! When Sidon drops down, he'll lean forward a little to take a peek at the wares.]
They're so pretty! They almost look like little jewels or something, don't they? Such vibrant colors!
[All the colors of raw delicious seafood I WANT MARINATED CRAB SO BAD]