[Like she'd find anything his room. No, all of his stuff is in his head. He wishes he didn't have to hide things from her, but she hid things from him first and there's just not that level of Trust to tell her things unless she asks about them first.
Hilbert returns with Eeks in tow, holding two plates of what seems to be some kind of meat pie(???) and forks. He grins sheepishly and sets them on his bed, not even wondering if she could've snooped around his room while he was gone.]
The animals here are just as weird as the fruits and vegetables, so while it's not... you know, fancy or anything like that, I just remembered what it was like back home and wanted to try it. I think it'll taste good.
[It'll taste better than it looks at least. It's not full-out grey goopy ick, but it's not exactly what you think of when you imagine "Mom's pot pies" either. Slightly blackened too.]
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Hilbert returns with Eeks in tow, holding two plates of what seems to be some kind of meat pie(???) and forks. He grins sheepishly and sets them on his bed, not even wondering if she could've snooped around his room while he was gone.]
The animals here are just as weird as the fruits and vegetables, so while it's not... you know, fancy or anything like that, I just remembered what it was like back home and wanted to try it. I think it'll taste good.
[It'll taste better than it looks at least. It's not full-out grey goopy ick, but it's not exactly what you think of when you imagine "Mom's pot pies" either. Slightly blackened too.]