Good. Actually, really good, that means I don't have to follow around another grown man and make sure he's not doing something stupid. Which I guess I knew with you.
It's not that I wouldn't, it's just been... well, sent off to war, came... back, set off again for a pretty hellish experience... then we've been here, which is just more of the same.
Just realising I haven't had anything proper in a good while, not for lack of trying.
[ Unfortunately he doesn't actually have much of a comment on this, because his first thought was something like cows in the slaughterhouse -- and that's kind of a morbid thing to say. So he just tosses her a cabbage head. ]
Fibers. Good for you. Not much taste, but pretty high water content.
[there's a bit in bg3 where they find a lamp that looks like a stereotypical genie lamp, and all of the characters have something thoughtful to say about it being fake, except for karlach. who just goes LAMP! :D]
Aw, come on, I'm not going to eat grass. Karma tried to make me eat leeches and I didn't do that either.
Leeches are a bit too far. I wasn't ever going to accuse you of eating those until you brought it up first.
[ He just slowly shakes his head about Karma though. Gods. He just starts picking stuff though, whatever looks good. ]
Fine then, why don't we get an early start. I'm sure we could put together something passable even without a tin of consommé. It'll be bland, but not as bland.
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Food's bland and boring, but yeah, I'm eating. The fruits are really good. Are you? Eating.
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Yeah, I'm eating.
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Even if we didn't have some stuff around, I could at least try to scrounge and scavenge.
[ Please!! Sure his appetite hasn't been amazing but he has been feeding himself. ]
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[or he kind of trailed off, but. she worries.]
Like I said, I trust you to get in less trouble than Gale and Astarion.
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It's not that I wouldn't, it's just been... well, sent off to war, came... back, set off again for a pretty hellish experience... then we've been here, which is just more of the same.
Just realising I haven't had anything proper in a good while, not for lack of trying.
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Well, it's a start here, right? We've got actually edible food, so... we'll get you something nice.
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Just me? After you told me you practically survive on malt?
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I want something too! I'm not going to starve myself. Just you first.
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...
Alll-mer, the bar is low.
[ MAN. But he looks at their spread? Tapping a cabbage resting here. ]
Not that bad, actually, but given our lack of appliances... hope you won't get too quickly tired of stew.
Oh, and do tell me you eat your vegetables.
[ Don't be a Power. ]
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[she says, amused.]
I like good food. Doesn't matter what it is, I just want it to taste like something.
[you know, the usual. living as much as she can means she's not going to be picky about what she's eating.]
... Gods, the bar is really low, isn't it.
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Mmhm?
Sounds like that's something we're going to have to work out of you if we ever get to see that kind of luxury.
Once you get to know your way around finer food, going back will be hard.
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You'd think if they're looking to sacrifice all of us they'd give us better living conditions, yeah? Like a last meal sort of thing.
[don't joke about being a sacrifice]
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[ Unfortunately he doesn't actually have much of a comment on this, because his first thought was something like cows in the slaughterhouse -- and that's kind of a morbid thing to say. So he just tosses her a cabbage head. ]
Fibers. Good for you. Not much taste, but pretty high water content.
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but she does take the cabbage head, tossing it up and down a few times.]
Like eating water.
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Maybe less boring than drinking a glass before sleep every night?
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[ok]
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What?
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Like a sheep!
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[ Karlach really Is. ]
You know what? Sure.
[ Just gives her a pat on the arm. There there. ]
Like a sheep... and other things. Though I better not catch you eating grass any time soon.
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Aw, come on, I'm not going to eat grass. Karma tried to make me eat leeches and I didn't do that either.
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[ He just slowly shakes his head about Karma though. Gods. He just starts picking stuff though, whatever looks good. ]
Fine then, why don't we get an early start. I'm sure we could put together something passable even without a tin of consommé. It'll be bland, but not as bland.
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[huff. she'll follow him around to pick stuff up, though.]
But I trust you to make something that doesn't taste like dirt, so sure.
... Bet if you had me hold something for a while I could eventually cook it.
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[ And it'd be a little funny. He does not say that out loud. ]
Would hate to ask you to just hug a pot of stew for that long though, realistically. But you can show me.
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