[He's a bit puzzled by the fruit, and he furrows his eyebrows at it. He eats fruit. Dylas' fangs don't come out unless he tells them to, they would shoot straight through his lower jaw if they didn't. He can eat 'normal' foods, and Rutile knows that, right? ...Right?
But.]
Most people don't put fruit in a box.
[But Rutile isn't a people, so it's hopefully a gentle correction. He sets the fruit on the railing. Yakitori looks at the fruit and makes a disgusted face. Why can't anyone ever bring her cotton candy or hot dogs? She kwehs softly in disappointment.]
You make it sound like you're raising an idiot of your own. That's news to me.
no subject
But.]
Most people don't put fruit in a box.
[But Rutile isn't a people, so it's hopefully a gentle correction. He sets the fruit on the railing. Yakitori looks at the fruit and makes a disgusted face. Why can't anyone ever bring her cotton candy or hot dogs? She kwehs softly in disappointment.]
You make it sound like you're raising an idiot of your own. That's news to me.