swordliest: (the young man stands)
ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀ "the other hawke boy" ʜᴀᴡᴋᴇ ([personal profile] swordliest) wrote in [community profile] wasteyard 2019-06-18 04:08 am (UTC)

He glowers at her, but he still catches it, and he'll still eat it. It's a point of pride, now. He just... needs a second to inspect it.

"Sounds like the Blight." There's an edge of humorless wryness in it. "Sort of." He shows her his piece of pineapple, like she's not literally eating it right now and he just discovered something brand new about it. "What kind of fruit is this bloody stringy?"

That's rhetorical. He considers taking a smaller bite of it first, just to see, but she's already cut it into little pieces, and she's eating them whole, so— fine. He pops it into his mouth, and tries and fails to cover the way his face pinches. It's not even really bad, just sweet and tangy in a way he's not used to.

He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. It's a little bit of a buffer, the whole thing with the pineapple. "The Blight's got monsters of its own to spread the corruption around, though. Once it starts, it gets into everything. The land, the water, the animals." He shrugs, just a little. She put it right: everything fell apart. "Couldn't go back, after. Nothing left to go back to."

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