That seemed answer enough, and he knew that more would be prying far too much. Most tales such as theirs ended in sadness. In that way, he had noted that they were similar enough in that regards. Children in this day and age didn't seem to receive any more than suffering, but oh well. That was the way of things.
He shifted closer to where he heard the sound of a bowl set down, taking it slow. He reached out with questing fingers, touching the edge of the table first then feeling for the bowl itself. He managed to pick it up after that, pulling it to his lap.
"Being alone is better for survival in these parts," he replied with a sigh. "It smells good." He felt for the spoon and then lifted some to his lips, sipping it experimentally, testing it more for how hot it was. "Definitely better than rations."
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Date: 2020-08-23 03:58 am (UTC)He shifted closer to where he heard the sound of a bowl set down, taking it slow. He reached out with questing fingers, touching the edge of the table first then feeling for the bowl itself. He managed to pick it up after that, pulling it to his lap.
"Being alone is better for survival in these parts," he replied with a sigh. "It smells good." He felt for the spoon and then lifted some to his lips, sipping it experimentally, testing it more for how hot it was. "Definitely better than rations."