[She's not sure what she was expecting, but a brick of napkin-wrapped meat wasn't it.]
Thanks.
[Hey, it's a favor, even if she hates everything about this.
She unwraps the napkins and stares down at the slab of meat. She was sort of afraid he'd just bring her, like, a recognizable chunk of animal to tear into, so she appreciates the effort, at least. The smell of blood is unmistakable. Not something she's unaccustomed to, but it doesn't make her want to tuck in, either. She tries not to think about it, to focus on the visuals instead. It's dark, she can't see the bright red muscle as much. She could almost convince herself it was, like, spam or something.
Just a cold chunk of spam. She's eaten cold spam before, she can handle this. Right? Right. Screw it. She closes her eyes and takes a bite.
It's not exactly easy. It's... messy. The raw meat is tougher than she expected, and she has to fight with it a little to tear a chunk off. Chewing it is no better, and she can't keep the dismay from her face as she does so. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she forces herself to swallow it with a grimace.]
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Thanks.
[Hey, it's a favor, even if she hates everything about this.
She unwraps the napkins and stares down at the slab of meat. She was sort of afraid he'd just bring her, like, a recognizable chunk of animal to tear into, so she appreciates the effort, at least. The smell of blood is unmistakable. Not something she's unaccustomed to, but it doesn't make her want to tuck in, either. She tries not to think about it, to focus on the visuals instead. It's dark, she can't see the bright red muscle as much. She could almost convince herself it was, like, spam or something.
Just a cold chunk of spam. She's eaten cold spam before, she can handle this. Right? Right. Screw it. She closes her eyes and takes a bite.
It's not exactly easy. It's... messy. The raw meat is tougher than she expected, and she has to fight with it a little to tear a chunk off. Chewing it is no better, and she can't keep the dismay from her face as she does so. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she forces herself to swallow it with a grimace.]
... God, that's nasty.