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[eyes_in_here]

I had no idea something... 'cooked' could taste so good.

((TUESDAY NIGHT AT THE MESSHALL. You know what that means. Here thar be cannibals. And. Whoever else wants to brave the soup))

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[like_im_blind]

Oh, is it dinnertime?

[eyes_in_here]

It is. Though, you probably won't want to join us.

[like_im_blind]

Nonsense, my dear! I enjoy a good meal as much as the next person.

[eyes_in_here]

Even if the soup likely has other humans in it?

[like_im_blind]

Is that why the texture looked so odd.

[eyes_in_here]

I'm sure there must be something else to eat around here, if you're hungry.

[like_im_blind]

Oh, I'm sure I'll find something. But how are you, dear girl?

[eyes_in_here]

It's Argilla.

[like_im_blind]

Quite a lovely name. I'm Dr. Allen, and it's a pleasure to meet you.

[eyes_in_here]

*pulls her hand away before he can drag it up to his mouth FOR SOME REASON I DON'T LIKE PEOPLE PUTTING THEIR MOUTHS NEAR MY BODY PARTS*

Doctor... Allen.

[like_im_blind]

Is something wrong, my dear~?

[eyes_in_here]

I'm sure you didn't mean it that way, Doctor. But where I come from there's a constant threat of someone wanting to eat you.

[like_im_blind]

My, how scary.

[eyes_in_here]

...What were you trying to do, anyway?

[like_im_blind]

A kiss on the hand may be quite continental.

[eyes_in_here]

Kiss?