Sorry. I... it's been a long time since I had anything.
[Anything that wasn't space goo or whatever it was the Galra handed to their prisoners. He can't really remember what it was. But that's probably for the best, in all honesty.]
[And he really is apologetic about it. He hadn't meant to suddenly leap into a pile of food-related memories. Maybe Hunk has rubbed off on them all.]
[Except that. Literally all goes out the window. Because there is actual, goddamn, recognizable human food in the other man's hands. His eyes actually get a little wide. No way, he's not going to get emotional over a plastic container of chili and a couple goddamn potatoes.]
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[Anything that wasn't space goo or whatever it was the Galra handed to their prisoners. He can't really remember what it was. But that's probably for the best, in all honesty.]
[And he really is apologetic about it. He hadn't meant to suddenly leap into a pile of food-related memories. Maybe Hunk has rubbed off on them all.]
[Except that. Literally all goes out the window. Because there is actual, goddamn, recognizable human food in the other man's hands. His eyes actually get a little wide. No way, he's not going to get emotional over a plastic container of chili and a couple goddamn potatoes.]
... sure. Right.