[ Give her a second to recover from that metaphorical punch to the gut. How can she explain it? ]
What's not to like? The hard shells are crunchy, the soft ones are smooth. They're colorful, easy to customize, they smell good, they taste fresh... They're so versatile.
[ Everyone has their own preferences, of course. And their own vices. She shrugs, smiling in a "what can you do?" kind of way. ]
I talked them through it, showed them pictures— well, illusions. Stressed that they were not to use meat at all, since that makes it easier to avoid all the gross possibilities here.
[ She heard there was a feast where people were given a person's flesh to eat. Nope. ]
no subject
What's not to like? The hard shells are crunchy, the soft ones are smooth. They're colorful, easy to customize, they smell good, they taste fresh... They're so versatile.
[ Everyone has their own preferences, of course. And their own vices. She shrugs, smiling in a "what can you do?" kind of way. ]
I talked them through it, showed them pictures— well, illusions. Stressed that they were not to use meat at all, since that makes it easier to avoid all the gross possibilities here.
[ She heard there was a feast where people were given a person's flesh to eat. Nope. ]