[ oh god, will gelatin give him no respite? will he be allowed some moment of peace without the food stuff haunting his every turn?
no, apparently.
the sight of it alone makes his stomach churn - a novelty he would like gone, thank you very much - and daylight visibly recoils at the sight of it. he takes a step back, trying to keep some distance between himself and the weird, weird appetizer. if this what humans like to eat, daylight wasn't really missing out on much, huh? ]
Are you sure about eating that? [ he gestures to the jelly pickles, unable to hide his expression of disdain. ] That. Does not look appetizing at all.
( prompt: gala! )
no, apparently.
the sight of it alone makes his stomach churn - a novelty he would like gone, thank you very much - and daylight visibly recoils at the sight of it. he takes a step back, trying to keep some distance between himself and the weird, weird appetizer. if this what humans like to eat, daylight wasn't really missing out on much, huh? ]
Are you sure about eating that? [ he gestures to the jelly pickles, unable to hide his expression of disdain. ] That. Does not look appetizing at all.