[ i kno... WHAT A WEIRD LIFE... maybe they have like, kelp cookies where she comes from or something. ]
I don't understand..
[ who lets prompto explain anything?? alisaie has reached the plate by now, and she hauls herself halfway onto the stone, water sloughing down her skin and scales, dripping from her hair as she leans over the plate.
they look.. well, unlike anything she has ever eaten before, but innocuous enough, like sweet smelling sand dollars, pretty and round. lifting one, she turns it over to inspect the underside. ]
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I don't understand..
[ who lets prompto explain anything?? alisaie has reached the plate by now, and she hauls herself halfway onto the stone, water sloughing down her skin and scales, dripping from her hair as she leans over the plate.
they look.. well, unlike anything she has ever eaten before, but innocuous enough, like sweet smelling sand dollars, pretty and round. lifting one, she turns it over to inspect the underside. ]