Oh, great, this guy's a loud chewer on top of everything else. Amos is pretty sure he hates him.
"I'd tell you if I knew," he says, tone not changing. He flashes teeth; an empty smile, a sign of aggression, whichever. No he wouldn't. "But as things stand, I don't. They just pulled me from a well and chucked me in here." Which is actually the truth.
Amos' eyes flick back over to the bowl. He's not that hungry. Not really. But also. You know. Maybe, kind of. Couldn't tell you how long it's been since he's had the chance at a real grape. "Good to know the people here seem to know what hospitality is, though," he says, keeps the smile on his face, closed-lipped for now.
outstanding. I love him.
"I'd tell you if I knew," he says, tone not changing. He flashes teeth; an empty smile, a sign of aggression, whichever. No he wouldn't. "But as things stand, I don't. They just pulled me from a well and chucked me in here." Which is actually the truth.
Amos' eyes flick back over to the bowl. He's not that hungry. Not really. But also. You know. Maybe, kind of. Couldn't tell you how long it's been since he's had the chance at a real grape. "Good to know the people here seem to know what hospitality is, though," he says, keeps the smile on his face, closed-lipped for now.