[ The minute the peel is open, he's digging into that orange like a ravenous dog, still scrunched in on himself like he doesn't trust her not to snatch it back. It means it takes him a moment to reply back, one orange devoured, and a good deal of juice wiped away from his mouth later. ]
I'm not, because no one ever drugged and kidnapped me before.
[ Though apparently one piece of fruit is not yet enough to endear him to the Kenoma yet.
Maybe a second...? Because he's definitely snatching something else out of the basket. ]
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I'm not, because no one ever drugged and kidnapped me before.
[ Though apparently one piece of fruit is not yet enough to endear him to the Kenoma yet.
Maybe a second...? Because he's definitely snatching something else out of the basket. ]