[Eridanus' lip curls into a wincing snarl as a particularly spicy plume of steam fogs his glasses and itches the back of his throat. Taking a cautious step backwards, he pulls his glasses from his face and rubs the smooth back of his opal hand against his eye.]
I'm eager to try it. I've yet to have anything appropriately spiced since arriving in Ryslig, and my palate is dying for flavor. [After all, he wasn't really a cook, and Rosefica did not have access to the typical spices they would use in their homeland's cuisine.
Once the tears at the corners of his eyes were wiped away, Eridanus replaced his glasses. The bit about the gnomes was... odd.] I have never known their kind to be particularly malicious. At most, their cheery attitudes were annoying.
[If punting them were not looked down upon, he would have done so to every gnome that crossed his path.] So are you working on any new or interesting programs, then?
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I'm eager to try it. I've yet to have anything appropriately spiced since arriving in Ryslig, and my palate is dying for flavor. [After all, he wasn't really a cook, and Rosefica did not have access to the typical spices they would use in their homeland's cuisine.
Once the tears at the corners of his eyes were wiped away, Eridanus replaced his glasses. The bit about the gnomes was... odd.] I have never known their kind to be particularly malicious. At most, their cheery attitudes were annoying.
[If punting them were not looked down upon, he would have done so to every gnome that crossed his path.] So are you working on any new or interesting programs, then?