[jeeze, why don't you take his fingers off, too? it's enough to make Bigby almost drop his own skewer, which he thankfully doesn't.]
...Okay, you're a fan of pork. Good to know.
[incredibly vital information to stow away for the future, obviously. that said, she seems happy enough. call him a sap, but that's enough to erase a good deal of the prior exasperation, which wasn't really even exasperation at all come to think of it. more like low-grade bemusement. it isn't every day you meet a brazen young lady who speaks your language.
and fuck it — he's getting hungry, too. the remaining skewer he's holding isn't getting any hotter, so it's with less enthusiasm that he starts digging into his, too. the first bite is euphoric in his mouth, dripping with fat and whatever marinade they cooked it in, which really does a great deal to get him going. soon, he's tearing chunks away with as much restraint as he can afford to keep it from turning into hungry abandon.]
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...Okay, you're a fan of pork. Good to know.
[incredibly vital information to stow away for the future, obviously. that said, she seems happy enough. call him a sap, but that's enough to erase a good deal of the prior exasperation, which wasn't really even exasperation at all come to think of it. more like low-grade bemusement. it isn't every day you meet a brazen young lady who speaks your language.
and fuck it — he's getting hungry, too. the remaining skewer he's holding isn't getting any hotter, so it's with less enthusiasm that he starts digging into his, too. the first bite is euphoric in his mouth, dripping with fat and whatever marinade they cooked it in, which really does a great deal to get him going. soon, he's tearing chunks away with as much restraint as he can afford to keep it from turning into hungry abandon.]