[Thanatos has been staring at the plate in front of him; the concept of -having to eat- is unfamiliar to him. To a point. He can eat pomegranates, but he's never actually experienced hunger. He's been poking his steamed crab and picking at it, whilst simultaneously being impressed by the companion sitting across from him.
Eggs and tomatoes?]
I suppose not. [Is Poseidon going to be pissy for not eating seafood?]
But are you sure that the owner, [he shoots a look at the woman over Aspen's shoulder,] won't find it insulting?
Red Cardinal
Eggs and tomatoes?]
I suppose not. [Is Poseidon going to be pissy for not eating seafood?]
But are you sure that the owner, [he shoots a look at the woman over Aspen's shoulder,] won't find it insulting?