(stiles may have every intention of retreating for a fork, but the moment that eel is pushed forward it's grabbed and guided closer. hei's already watched him take a bite, he's waited for the negative side effects, and it appears as though there's no poison or taint to the meal—evidently, that's all the contractor needs to take up the used utensil and shovel the food into his mouth.
it's still hot; better than the twenty cunes in his tin. instant satisfaction, but still a tortured kind that'll cramp his stomach later. he hasn't eaten in what feels like days, obvious by how quickly hei polishes the bowl off.
tongues his upper lip, dark eyes unblinking as they aim across the table.)
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(stiles may have every intention of retreating for a fork, but the moment that eel is pushed forward it's grabbed and guided closer. hei's already watched him take a bite, he's waited for the negative side effects, and it appears as though there's no poison or taint to the meal—evidently, that's all the contractor needs to take up the used utensil and shovel the food into his mouth.
it's still hot; better than the twenty cunes in his tin. instant satisfaction, but still a tortured kind that'll cramp his stomach later. he hasn't eaten in what feels like days, obvious by how quickly hei polishes the bowl off.
tongues his upper lip, dark eyes unblinking as they aim across the table.)
Thanks.