[ JW uses the sticks Maya was using earlier to select himself a potato. He unwraps it little by little, jerking his fingers away and shaking them. The potato is split and the inside is deep orange and fluffy. Maya is a good cool. ]
[ He invites himself to use those same sicks as chopsticks. Are germs a thing anymore? If hunger is, he can't be sure. He blows on the clump of potato before taking a bite.]
Mhn, per'fect.
[ It's hot hot! ]
Guess you were a pretty good person when you were alive.
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[ He invites himself to use those same sicks as chopsticks. Are germs a thing anymore? If hunger is, he can't be sure. He blows on the clump of potato before taking a bite.]
Mhn, per'fect.
[ It's hot hot! ]
Guess you were a pretty good person when you were alive.