Well... I would not say dangerous. But it could upset your stomach easily enough. [or make him cry, but really that just means it's good in viktor's opinion. it's a little odd to be thinking about cooking so much, especially the old, old recipes from a time he barely remembers but still retains something of. food from a country he never saw himself, repurposed in the classic, efficient zaun way. repurposed again here, just an endless, evolving chain.
he brushes the thought aside, closing his eyes and listening- rio seems to be napping now properly, rip pal's leg. she does make cute little noises as she does so maybe that makes up for it a little.]
Jayce played some sort of instrument, I think. [aka i know too much about arcane and there was a guitar of some sort in his blown up apartment/lab.] And he drew in his notes as well. So, why not? We certainly have the paper and pens for it. [he lolls his head to glance over.] What happens here that requires thank you notes?
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he brushes the thought aside, closing his eyes and listening- rio seems to be napping now properly, rip pal's leg. she does make cute little noises as she does so maybe that makes up for it a little.]
Jayce played some sort of instrument, I think. [aka i know too much about arcane and there was a guitar of some sort in his blown up apartment/lab.] And he drew in his notes as well. So, why not? We certainly have the paper and pens for it. [he lolls his head to glance over.] What happens here that requires thank you notes?