Forget it. [ He does not want to think about it. ] Come over here and eat.
[ AND THEN LEAVE... is what he doesn't say out loud. Instead, he ladles some soup into a bowl and slides it across the kitchen island, then goes to recover the toasted bread. ]
[ Mordred comes into the kitchen with the cat tucked under her arm; not overly roughly, just in an obvious 'this person has never been taught how to hold an animal' way. It squirms a bit, but seems mostly resigned to its fate. ]
Yo, Doc Jar. The cat's hungry too. [ Noticing the bowl: ] Don't you know that more meats mean better eats? At least make me a proper stew next time!
If I feed the cat now, I'll have to feed the other four.
[ And he really doesn't want to be dealing with five cats confused but yowling excitedly about an early dinner when he's already got one loud mouth to feed. Anyway, Dokja adds some toast and cheese to a plate and sets it down next to the bowl of soup. ]
There isn't going to be a next time. You're only getting this much because we actually have leftovers.
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[ IN HIS HOUSE? BUT ALSO HE REALLY CAN'T TELL. ]
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[ 50:50 on whether she's actually oblivious or intentionally trolling him. This is just what she's like. ]
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Forget it. [ He does not want to think about it. ] Come over here and eat.
[ AND THEN LEAVE... is what he doesn't say out loud. Instead, he ladles some soup into a bowl and slides it across the kitchen island, then goes to recover the toasted bread. ]
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Yo, Doc Jar. The cat's hungry too. [ Noticing the bowl: ] Don't you know that more meats mean better eats? At least make me a proper stew next time!
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[ And he really doesn't want to be dealing with five cats confused but yowling excitedly about an early dinner when he's already got one loud mouth to feed. Anyway, Dokja adds some toast and cheese to a plate and sets it down next to the bowl of soup. ]
There isn't going to be a next time. You're only getting this much because we actually have leftovers.