[Onni can see Brook staring at him, like he has two heads or something. Onni looks himself over, making sure he hasn't spilled something on himself or something to elicit that kind of reaction, but everything is in order and he assumes it must be because of something he said. He's not sure which part, but something he said.
Instead of trying to suss out what it was, he shifts a little on his feet, and looks back at the stew.]
Good.
[He can see, out of the corner of his eye, Brook taking a bite of the bun and chewing. Swallowing. It's good to see it, because somehow Onni can tell he's developed a vested interest in making sure this boy lives. Maybe it's because he's so stupid about normal things that keep humans alive, maybe it's because he reminds him a little of Lalli, but the fact is, he's interested now.]
no subject
Instead of trying to suss out what it was, he shifts a little on his feet, and looks back at the stew.]
Good.
[He can see, out of the corner of his eye, Brook taking a bite of the bun and chewing. Swallowing. It's good to see it, because somehow Onni can tell he's developed a vested interest in making sure this boy lives. Maybe it's because he's so stupid about normal things that keep humans alive, maybe it's because he reminds him a little of Lalli, but the fact is, he's interested now.]
Of course I will. We can share a meal together.