[He blushes again and looks at the ground. Can he trust her? Really. He can't decide that yet. Not for sure.]
Oh. Uh. I dunno. [He really doesn't have a favorite food or anything. He barely tastes anything he eats, 'long as it's edible.] You just pick somethin'. I'm good with anything.
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Oh. Uh. I dunno. [He really doesn't have a favorite food or anything. He barely tastes anything he eats, 'long as it's edible.] You just pick somethin'. I'm good with anything.