[That voice... he recognises that voice. That excitable yell and there it is, bounding into his sight, the head of a white-haired jellyfish man whom, he had thought when he had ported here from Space, he'd escaped.
He hadn't met a single other soul from that place, so he'd assumed...
His expression already twists into one of disappointment and irritation, a hand moving over his face as the other eats the tarts like a child.]
Don't talk with your mouth full. Chew, swallow, and then speak.
I can't believe I escaped space only for you to come following behind me.
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He hadn't met a single other soul from that place, so he'd assumed...
His expression already twists into one of disappointment and irritation, a hand moving over his face as the other eats the tarts like a child.]
Don't talk with your mouth full. Chew, swallow, and then speak.
I can't believe I escaped space only for you to come following behind me.