M’NHUJI CAN’T HELP BUT STARE, yet not in a way meaning of judgement or peculiarity. instead what fuels him is one of curiosity at what the teen seems to be drinking. the label reads protein shake, from what he can gather. one hand lifts to cup his chin in thought, only for his ears to twitch the moment the other takes note of him. ah, perhaps he’d been a little too pointed in his observing. his hand drops from his chin, instead choosing to start a conversation than, well, cower away at now being noticed.
❝ Sorry, didn’t mean to stare like I was. Just haven’t seen somethin’ like that, y’know? ❞ at least it hadn’t been in eorzea, as far as he can recall. not only that, most of his newer food knowledge had been from an old friend long since gone from here. ❝ I know it’s a drink or some such, but... “protein”? Can’t you just eat regular ol’ food for stuff like that? ❞
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