[ childe can't help but to stare even as he attempts to grab another morsel. he fails though, dropping the bite and leaving his chopsticks to cross to make it impossible to fix without looking... for him, at least. he looks aside, clearing his throat, and laughing awkwardly as he attempts to do so. ]
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[ childe can't help but to stare even as he attempts to grab another morsel. he fails though, dropping the bite and leaving his chopsticks to cross to make it impossible to fix without looking... for him, at least. he looks aside, clearing his throat, and laughing awkwardly as he attempts to do so. ]
I could be the meal instead then, Xiansheng...