[He doesn’t need to feel hunger. But any good snack merchant should have sharply-refined tastes. So, he nods.
[The odd twist in his gut, the idea that the knives could bring them closer to someth— Hunger. Maybe his stomach is growling after all. The last he remembers eating was some stale steak....
[Without further ado, Sunny re-gathers the unchosen knives. They don’t fit in his pocket, spare an actual pocket knife or two, so he deposits the excess into a trunk off to the side. Quest complete!
[Eren saw the smoke. Sunny reaches for him. Tag, you’re it.]
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[He doesn’t need to feel hunger. But any good snack merchant should have sharply-refined tastes. So, he nods.
[The odd twist in his gut, the idea that the knives could bring them closer to someth— Hunger. Maybe his stomach is growling after all. The last he remembers eating was some stale steak....
[Without further ado, Sunny re-gathers the unchosen knives. They don’t fit in his pocket, spare an actual pocket knife or two, so he deposits the excess into a trunk off to the side. Quest complete!
[Eren saw the smoke. Sunny reaches for him. Tag, you’re it.]