[Is he? Can he get dehydrated? For the first time... yep, literally ever, Brook regrets not asking Satan more questions. While not caring has historically served him well, more and more these days, his ignorance and apathy have come to bite him in the ass.
With nothing definitive to say against Onni's assertion, Brook gives in and opens the water bottle. He has strength enough for that, at least.]
Fine.
[Though he stares down at it a moment longer, frowning and hesitant, in the end, he sighs and takes a gulp. Then a second. He lets those mouthfuls sit for a bit, testing whether that much will improve anything.]
I shouldn't need to eat anything at all.
[Since that cat's out of the bag, he might as well own it.]
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With nothing definitive to say against Onni's assertion, Brook gives in and opens the water bottle. He has strength enough for that, at least.]
Fine.
[Though he stares down at it a moment longer, frowning and hesitant, in the end, he sighs and takes a gulp. Then a second. He lets those mouthfuls sit for a bit, testing whether that much will improve anything.]
I shouldn't need to eat anything at all.
[Since that cat's out of the bag, he might as well own it.]