[...Apparently Kratos' mana is in more of a state of flux than his reaction to Yuan would imply.]
Imagine if we'd favored ice.
[With the dry comment, and a shake of his head, Yuan reaches for the bowl left on the table. He has to lean away from Kratos to do it, but he resumes the same general position in a moment or two, looking a little dubious.]
[The doubt is mostly for his own systems, not Dirk's cooking. Though he's heard things about dwarven cooking.]
...Thank you.
[There is a brief mental war between refusing to acknowledge eating, and the possibility of having a slight moral superiority. Eventually Yuan cups the bowl in one hand and turns his attention inward, altering his body's processes just a fraction to allow for it. He probably could do with the extra fuel; it's been a long few months.]
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Imagine if we'd favored ice.
[With the dry comment, and a shake of his head, Yuan reaches for the bowl left on the table. He has to lean away from Kratos to do it, but he resumes the same general position in a moment or two, looking a little dubious.]
[The doubt is mostly for his own systems, not Dirk's cooking. Though he's heard things about dwarven cooking.]
...Thank you.
[There is a brief mental war between refusing to acknowledge eating, and the possibility of having a slight moral superiority. Eventually Yuan cups the bowl in one hand and turns his attention inward, altering his body's processes just a fraction to allow for it. He probably could do with the extra fuel; it's been a long few months.]