[he's a little too enthusiastic about the food arriving. while speaks, he looks everything over with bright eyes, leaning in with childlike glee. he tunes in again a little belatedly--]
What?
[face... devoid of intelligent thought. he's so happy to be here.]
Oh, do I like you? Yeah, of course I do. I'm not a liar.
[he looks down, picks up a spoon. a spoon seems right. it smells good. there's rice here? where does he start...]
Thaaat's not true, I lie all the gods-damned time. But not about liking people. Or about some things. I'm kind of a horrible person, but I think that people are wonderful. How do you... [looking up again.] Eat this? Do you know?
I know much about table manners, but they're all from my world. I don't believe it would help much here.
[He does give a small sweep with his hand to indicate the rest of the restaurant, though. Everyone must be from a different planet or culture. He can only imagine. So whether this food is similar to him or foreign, he's not sure his knowledge would be accurate...
But he's still ripping a piece of the bread they brought and scooping up some of the curry (???) and trying it himself. He seems to like it that way well enough, giving a sort of raise of his eyebrows to indicate the taste is good.]
Isn't it more fun to guess? There's no one to insult, here. Go on.
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Date: 2015-06-03 08:35 pm (UTC)What?
[face... devoid of intelligent thought. he's so happy to be here.]
Oh, do I like you? Yeah, of course I do. I'm not a liar.
[he looks down, picks up a spoon. a spoon seems right. it smells good. there's rice here? where does he start...]
Thaaat's not true, I lie all the gods-damned time. But not about liking people. Or about some things. I'm kind of a horrible person, but I think that people are wonderful. How do you... [looking up again.] Eat this? Do you know?
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Date: 2015-06-03 09:05 pm (UTC)[He does give a small sweep with his hand to indicate the rest of the restaurant, though. Everyone must be from a different planet or culture. He can only imagine. So whether this food is similar to him or foreign, he's not sure his knowledge would be accurate...
But he's still ripping a piece of the bread they brought and scooping up some of the curry (???) and trying it himself. He seems to like it that way well enough, giving a sort of raise of his eyebrows to indicate the taste is good.]
Isn't it more fun to guess? There's no one to insult, here. Go on.