[It's not going anywhere, apparently, and when all she says is oh he has to wonder what kind of oh that is. Bel and Lux might say otherwise but he's a decent goddamn cook, and even though he's almost positive that isn't what she meant the frown comes before he thinks about it, along with a sideways tilt of the head as he studies her. It can't be that surprising, can it. He jerks his thumb to the ordered little containers on the tray, voice going flat along with his expression.]
Soup, hutspot, applesauce. Not gonna spoonfeed ya.
[Eat his food Heder :| Before mask crazy actually does make him attempt spoon-feeding.]
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Soup, hutspot, applesauce. Not gonna spoonfeed ya.
[Eat his food Heder :| Before mask crazy actually does make him attempt spoon-feeding.]