"Wild fruit, kinda looks like a fat banana with big seeds. It even tastes like banana custard with hints of mango and pineapple. Usually you cut them in half and squeeze the pulp into your mouth, but you have to spit out the seeds." Jovan pauses, biting his lip nervously. Something Sal just said makes him wonder if spitting out seeds is impossible. Asking the question hovering on his lips, however, feels intrusive and wrong. Sal's already been through so much. What if talking about what lies beneath that mask is another trigger?
But he needs to know about any special equipment his new vanmate might require. So he takes a deep breath and asks, though hesitantly: "Sal, you said some things are hard for you to eat, and I saw some scar tissue on your jaw. So... how damaged is your mouth? Anything special I need to do so you can eat? And is there anything triggering I have to worry about doing around you?"
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Date: 2023-09-18 05:21 pm (UTC)But he needs to know about any special equipment his new vanmate might require. So he takes a deep breath and asks, though hesitantly: "Sal, you said some things are hard for you to eat, and I saw some scar tissue on your jaw. So... how damaged is your mouth? Anything special I need to do so you can eat? And is there anything triggering I have to worry about doing around you?"