He received his chopsticks back with a gracious inclination of his head. It made it easier to share the meal now that they could both eat together, and he plucked another mushroom slice from the pile for himself. Watching Maea fold the flavors together he gave an approving nod and listened to her answer.
He nodded in acceptance of it, daintily eating his cooked mushroom while the spoke. The flavor of the broth was already beginning to deepen as more meat was dipped in it, and it made the mushrooms being cooked more flavorful as well, as he had hoped. But hearing her intention to persevere in spite of her existential quandary was reassuring.
"Mmh. And eaten it live, in my shifted form," he said serenely. She might have been asking him if he ever ate kelp or wore long-sleeved shirts for all the emotional weight he gave his answer. In truth he might have found the shirts more bothersome. "Would it change how you see the Mer to know that we eat most of our meat raw?" Fire being somewhat uncommon at the bottom of the sea.
He nodded in acceptance of it, daintily eating his cooked mushroom while the spoke. The flavor of the broth was already beginning to deepen as more meat was dipped in it, and it made the mushrooms being cooked more flavorful as well, as he had hoped. But hearing her intention to persevere in spite of her existential quandary was reassuring.
"Mmh. And eaten it live, in my shifted form," he said serenely. She might have been asking him if he ever ate kelp or wore long-sleeved shirts for all the emotional weight he gave his answer. In truth he might have found the shirts more bothersome. "Would it change how you see the Mer to know that we eat most of our meat raw?" Fire being somewhat uncommon at the bottom of the sea.
