[The absolute worst part about strange and exotic foods is that he has no idea what parts are meant to be vegetables. Oh, he knows there are vegetables in the kind of doughy pastry shell presented to him with fanfare by a grinning villager. Somewhere. Jumbled in with vaguely purple things and brown things and stringy things and chunky things that...
Okay, no. He can't do this. No matter how hungry he is or how polite he's supposed to be in this not-really-but-sort-of diplomatic situation.
He picks apart the stuff on the plate with his fork, tosses a few scraps discreetly to the skittering wildlife dipping in and among the rocks, and sighs deeply. Hopefully the dining car will still be open when they get back on the train.]
Noctis Lucis Caelum / final fantasy xv
[The absolute worst part about strange and exotic foods is that he has no idea what parts are meant to be vegetables. Oh, he knows there are vegetables in the kind of doughy pastry shell presented to him with fanfare by a grinning villager. Somewhere. Jumbled in with vaguely purple things and brown things and stringy things and chunky things that...
Okay, no. He can't do this. No matter how hungry he is or how polite he's supposed to be in this not-really-but-sort-of diplomatic situation.
He picks apart the stuff on the plate with his fork, tosses a few scraps discreetly to the skittering wildlife dipping in and among the rocks, and sighs deeply. Hopefully the dining car will still be open when they get back on the train.]
Is it time to go yet?