"Me neither," Ibani replies. She pokes the juices and the bird thing with the Force. "Safe for human consumption though, and they look good." Ibani spent the first eleven years of her life too close to starvation to balk at eating much of anything.
The bird thing is the right size for two people to split, so Ibani gets one and pays the four armed proprietor for the food and drink. She eases into a chair, reluctantly having to stop touching Ben's hair for a moment. "It is nice to sit for a bit," she admits.
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Date: 2020-08-10 11:19 am (UTC)The bird thing is the right size for two people to split, so Ibani gets one and pays the four armed proprietor for the food and drink. She eases into a chair, reluctantly having to stop touching Ben's hair for a moment. "It is nice to sit for a bit," she admits.