[He raises a curious eyebrow as he takes the bag slowly from Noctis. Alright, he's not the brightest crayon in the box but he can sort of tell when someone's being dodgy. So...]
John. [He grins widely as he tucks the bag of shrimp into his bag.] And don't worry, I'll blame whoever cooked the shrimp if I end up hugging the porcelain.
[Can he really blame the guy for being distrustful? Not really. After all, they were all whisked away to this Brave New World against their will.]
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John. [He grins widely as he tucks the bag of shrimp into his bag.] And don't worry, I'll blame whoever cooked the shrimp if I end up hugging the porcelain.
[Can he really blame the guy for being distrustful? Not really. After all, they were all whisked away to this Brave New World against their will.]
Hell of a place, this place, huh Rocky?