[he's quite willing to write it off at the moment - a trick of the light, a trick of his eyes. Or perhaps it's technology; the same kind that makes doors open on one's approach. He's seen so much weird stuff; he's kind of at saturation by this point. Everything is strange, but he's commented on so much already that others have simply taken in stride.
The noodles are a little tricky with the fork but he picks up a small amount, coils them with the help of his spoon]
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The noodles are a little tricky with the fork but he picks up a small amount, coils them with the help of his spoon]
Am I... doing something wrong?