[ He picks up the conversation when Sam gets to work, picking up two slices of bread and he settles himself into watching him prepare the sandwich his interest obvious. It's late now and he's been walking most of the day, using up energy. Already he can feel his stomach start to make its presence known, growling in protest at the hours between breakfast and now. The sound has him quickly looking down, surprised by the sudden voracity that hits him. ]
I think I'm hungry again.
[ He states, looking up at Sam before shifting his attention to the spread of food as if he knew he would be hungry. His eyes narrow, but he says nothing. ]
I can help. I've made a sandwich before. Admittedly, it wasn't as complicated as this.
[ More like he slathered grape jelly on a piece of bread and called it breakfast. ]
2/2
[ He picks up the conversation when Sam gets to work, picking up two slices of bread and he settles himself into watching him prepare the sandwich his interest obvious. It's late now and he's been walking most of the day, using up energy. Already he can feel his stomach start to make its presence known, growling in protest at the hours between breakfast and now. The sound has him quickly looking down, surprised by the sudden voracity that hits him. ]
I think I'm hungry again.
[ He states, looking up at Sam before shifting his attention to the spread of food as if he knew he would be hungry. His eyes narrow, but he says nothing. ]
I can help. I've made a sandwich before. Admittedly, it wasn't as complicated as this.
[ More like he slathered grape jelly on a piece of bread and called it breakfast. ]