[ Jayce repeats the word just to make sure he heard it right. There's nothing he can think is worth savoring about eyeballs, and he doesn't know if fish have teeth but he doesn't want to think about eating those either. Somehow that seems worse that the eyes. ]
Are you a chef? [ That's a safer question, Jayce thinks, than asking more about the fish head. Belatedly, he sees the tail poking out of the back and he watches in rapt attention as they take a bite of it.
Jayce hopes he doesn't look green when it's offered to him. ] ...Maybe. What does it taste like? [ Whether he's brave enough to try it will have to wait for that answer. ]
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[ Jayce repeats the word just to make sure he heard it right. There's nothing he can think is worth savoring about eyeballs, and he doesn't know if fish have teeth but he doesn't want to think about eating those either. Somehow that seems worse that the eyes. ]
Are you a chef? [ That's a safer question, Jayce thinks, than asking more about the fish head. Belatedly, he sees the tail poking out of the back and he watches in rapt attention as they take a bite of it.
Jayce hopes he doesn't look green when it's offered to him. ] ...Maybe. What does it taste like? [ Whether he's brave enough to try it will have to wait for that answer. ]