( to be fair, eddie is happy to talk to anyone at this point — anyone that isn't a robot, or a hologram. most people are like him, totally lost, but it's still nice to be among peers. ignorance in numbers. he's not the only confused food critic around these parts, and that's comforting.
when he sees a kid shoving food into his pockets, eddie does the right thing by turning a blind eye to it, even inviting more attention to himself with lofty, loud questions by way of distracting anyone who might care about a few missing cans of peaches.
no one here is going to care, probably, but food can be hard to come by, like this kid says, and he's gotta help out. )
Hey, try this one. Bacon mac 'n' cheese.
( the best combination of three ingredients on the planet. he's not the one who made it or anything, but he can vouch for its taste, so he holds out a portion for dylan to try. unfortunately, venom, sensing something strange about this guy, decides that dylan is unworthy of it and has eddie just... chuck it.
he sends that poor, paper bowl soaring in the opposite direction. what a waste! )
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when he sees a kid shoving food into his pockets, eddie does the right thing by turning a blind eye to it, even inviting more attention to himself with lofty, loud questions by way of distracting anyone who might care about a few missing cans of peaches.
no one here is going to care, probably, but food can be hard to come by, like this kid says, and he's gotta help out. )
Hey, try this one. Bacon mac 'n' cheese.
( the best combination of three ingredients on the planet. he's not the one who made it or anything, but he can vouch for its taste, so he holds out a portion for dylan to try. unfortunately, venom, sensing something strange about this guy, decides that dylan is unworthy of it and has eddie just... chuck it.
he sends that poor, paper bowl soaring in the opposite direction. what a waste! )
Muscle... spasm. Whoops.