This is exactly the sort of thing no one has to tell Inigo twice.
When he's offered the bowl, he's already taking it, and then grabbing a spoon to - at least carefully, he doesn't want to ruin the entire thing for them! - scoop some out of the pot.
A few moments later it's already in his mouth, as Inigo is tasting it. At first he seems to be chewing on it rather thoughtfully, but then he slowly nods.
"It's not so bad." He can tell it's not entirely done yet, but the taste is mostly there. "You're right, it tastes just like normal meat."
Despite the odd description of it Soldat gave him.
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When he's offered the bowl, he's already taking it, and then grabbing a spoon to - at least carefully, he doesn't want to ruin the entire thing for them! - scoop some out of the pot.
A few moments later it's already in his mouth, as Inigo is tasting it. At first he seems to be chewing on it rather thoughtfully, but then he slowly nods.
"It's not so bad." He can tell it's not entirely done yet, but the taste is mostly there. "You're right, it tastes just like normal meat."
Despite the odd description of it Soldat gave him.