"Szayel certainly represents those limits," Lumi said, wrinkling his nose.
Picky, he was not. He'd quite happily lived on mostly nutritious bars, powders and whatnot for most of his life, with real food being restricted to restaurants. Even those restaurants, depending on how high-end they were, and how lucky they were with trade routes and sourcing, tended to use laboratory-made meat and hydroponically grown vegetables. Getting to eat real meat, from real animals was certainly a treat, let alone plants grown in actual sunlight and dirt. He was hardly going to be picky about what part of an animal the meat came from.
"Thank you, Marluxia," he said, indicating the kettle. How kind of him to offer.
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Date: 2019-05-01 12:13 pm (UTC)Picky, he was not. He'd quite happily lived on mostly nutritious bars, powders and whatnot for most of his life, with real food being restricted to restaurants. Even those restaurants, depending on how high-end they were, and how lucky they were with trade routes and sourcing, tended to use laboratory-made meat and hydroponically grown vegetables. Getting to eat real meat, from real animals was certainly a treat, let alone plants grown in actual sunlight and dirt. He was hardly going to be picky about what part of an animal the meat came from.
"Thank you, Marluxia," he said, indicating the kettle. How kind of him to offer.