That the spider-mannequin has apparently lived for this long probably means they've eaten people too, he notes. This could be a trap. If this really is for the long run he's definitely not going to last long after his supplies run dry. Leaving aside his bone-deep reluctance to actually hurt anything, his body is mostly a giant pigeon. Not suited to living on raw meat, and he's carrying hundreds of pounds of muscle. Ugh.
"Sure, Reira." He uses his beak to indicate where he wants a portal to form, down low where she can reach, and opens it and thinks of several items. Street food in plastic baggies mostly, and bottled water. "Just reach in. You can get it as we go. Uh, you want anything?" He's addressing the figure they're following. "If it is going to go bad, I've got a lot to unload."
No packs of blood, though, if that's their game. He's not that well prepared.
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That the spider-mannequin has apparently lived for this long probably means they've eaten people too, he notes. This could be a trap. If this really is for the long run he's definitely not going to last long after his supplies run dry. Leaving aside his bone-deep reluctance to actually hurt anything, his body is mostly a giant pigeon. Not suited to living on raw meat, and he's carrying hundreds of pounds of muscle. Ugh.
"Sure, Reira." He uses his beak to indicate where he wants a portal to form, down low where she can reach, and opens it and thinks of several items. Street food in plastic baggies mostly, and bottled water. "Just reach in. You can get it as we go. Uh, you want anything?" He's addressing the figure they're following. "If it is going to go bad, I've got a lot to unload."
No packs of blood, though, if that's their game. He's not that well prepared.