I keep saying, I don't eat anything. There's nothing in particular I don't eat, because I don't really eat at all. Just sweet things, when I feel like it.
[He gives the stew another dubious glance before continuing to pick at the bread.]
It's just that... I was... [He takes another breath and lets it out, shorter than those sighs of his.] I had a bad encounter with. Soup. A little while ago.
[I'm sorry, I can't make this stuff up. This is canon. Brook looks like he knows how ridiculous the confession is, but there's nothing he can do about it. It's the truth, in a manner of speaking.]
But whatever, it doesn't matter. If that's what I have to eat... then okay. [Grimly:] It's not like it'll kill me.
[The weirdly protective comment gets a look from him, but no comment. At this point, Brook doesn't feel like annoying or putting this guy--Onni--off. If he's so determined to help, even if Brook can't understand it, then what can he be, but... confusedly, warily grateful?]
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I keep saying, I don't eat anything. There's nothing in particular I don't eat, because I don't really eat at all. Just sweet things, when I feel like it.
[He gives the stew another dubious glance before continuing to pick at the bread.]
It's just that... I was... [He takes another breath and lets it out, shorter than those sighs of his.] I had a bad encounter with. Soup. A little while ago.
[I'm sorry, I can't make this stuff up. This is canon. Brook looks like he knows how ridiculous the confession is, but there's nothing he can do about it. It's the truth, in a manner of speaking.]
But whatever, it doesn't matter. If that's what I have to eat... then okay. [Grimly:] It's not like it'll kill me.
[The weirdly protective comment gets a look from him, but no comment. At this point, Brook doesn't feel like annoying or putting this guy--Onni--off. If he's so determined to help, even if Brook can't understand it, then what can he be, but... confusedly, warily grateful?]