[Nonchalant, but true. And ugh, not a lick of German in this one. Definitely not from Earth, he'd bet. He takes the other end of the baguette gently in hand and pushes it back down to the table.]
Only if they have jam.
[He'll try to hold it there until he finds some... Otherwise, Dylas can go to town, Snow doesn't want dry bread.]
Do you even have venom? Please tell me there's at least that.
[Ah, there's the jam. His chosen Chef's Knife comes down hard on the bread, hard on the table, in a way that even surprises Snow.]
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[Nonchalant, but true. And ugh, not a lick of German in this one. Definitely not from Earth, he'd bet. He takes the other end of the baguette gently in hand and pushes it back down to the table.]
Only if they have jam.
[He'll try to hold it there until he finds some... Otherwise, Dylas can go to town, Snow doesn't want dry bread.]
Do you even have venom? Please tell me there's at least that.
[Ah, there's the jam. His chosen Chef's Knife comes down hard on the bread, hard on the table, in a way that even surprises Snow.]
Well that's quite effective isn't it....?