[ Tidus catches that tone! ...or think he does, but the question perplexes him. The small bite of his taco left put to the side as he picks up his drink of mead, but yet taking a sip. ]
Snails? Sure, the small ones anyway. Stick a skewer in them and take out the meat? [ Like that? ] What about them?
[ Here's Tidus anyway, a little interested but not that concerned about the topic of food for one's dish. What about you other there, Inigo? ]
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Snails? Sure, the small ones anyway. Stick a skewer in them and take out the meat? [ Like that? ] What about them?
[ Here's Tidus anyway, a little interested but not that concerned about the topic of food for one's dish. What about you other there, Inigo? ]