[ He absolutely, totally doesn't believe. This child is a skeptic.
And too properly raised. His hands open and close, cautiously, as if he's never eaten without utensils before. And, knowing Talia, he hasn't. Eventually, he lifts the sandwich by its edges with delicate balance and the minimum skin-to-food ratio, squeezing his eyes shut as he nibbles at one corner.
Toasted bread, so far. Another foray, and this time he catches some cheese in the bite. One eye squints open cautiously, then the other, as he considers the taste. There's something weird about it, of course, it doesn't taste like any other cheese he's tried, but it's not bad. Just different.
He takes a third bite, then a fourth, larger one. ]
It's... acceptable.
[ And promptly stuffs the last chunk on his mouth, chewing with quiet relish. Crumbs on his face, crumbs on his fingers, but at least he managed to avoid getting gooey, melted cheese anyway. ]
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[ He absolutely, totally doesn't believe. This child is a skeptic.
And too properly raised. His hands open and close, cautiously, as if he's never eaten without utensils before. And, knowing Talia, he hasn't. Eventually, he lifts the sandwich by its edges with delicate balance and the minimum skin-to-food ratio, squeezing his eyes shut as he nibbles at one corner.
Toasted bread, so far. Another foray, and this time he catches some cheese in the bite. One eye squints open cautiously, then the other, as he considers the taste. There's something weird about it, of course, it doesn't taste like any other cheese he's tried, but it's not bad. Just different.
He takes a third bite, then a fourth, larger one. ]
It's... acceptable.
[ And promptly stuffs the last chunk on his mouth, chewing with quiet relish. Crumbs on his face, crumbs on his fingers, but at least he managed to avoid getting gooey, melted cheese anyway. ]