[They are of one mind when it comes to food and food alone—very fortunate. He pokes at the potato piece, wincing when it is, in fact, very hot - a foolproof investigation by Okuyasu.]
Wish they weren't purple... [Still, food is food. He's going for it, picking up the piece and popping it in his mouth before he has time to burn his fingers on it. Mouth: a worthy sacrifice for a little burn.
Hmm, hmm...] It is normal! Think of all the purple fries we can make!
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Wish they weren't purple... [Still, food is food. He's going for it, picking up the piece and popping it in his mouth before he has time to burn his fingers on it. Mouth: a worthy sacrifice for a little burn.
Hmm, hmm...] It is normal! Think of all the purple fries we can make!