[Oh, hey, sandwich. Wikus stares at the offering for awhile, wondering if he'll lose more teeth if he tries to eat it. His stomach makes a loud argument that food is more important than teeth.
He wrangles his blanket so he can use his hands without losing his cover, then picks up the sandwich. It certainly looks delicious, and hungry as he is, he can feel his mouth watering.
Before he takes a bite, though, he glances up at Tolemi.]
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[Oh, hey, sandwich. Wikus stares at the offering for awhile, wondering if he'll lose more teeth if he tries to eat it. His stomach makes a loud argument that food is more important than teeth.
He wrangles his blanket so he can use his hands without losing his cover, then picks up the sandwich. It certainly looks delicious, and hungry as he is, he can feel his mouth watering.
Before he takes a bite, though, he glances up at Tolemi.]
Why are you doing this?