[john is near the food with the glass of sparkling cider in his hand, and he lifts his eyebrows in amusement when he sees just how much food that connor has managed to pile on to that plate. it reminds him of the feast they'd often have in the lair the first night after a good grocery store run. they'd all fill up their plates with anything fresh after subsisting off of canned goods for days. he has the average appetite for someone his size, but he knows what it is like to be starving and how rare it has been to get anything fresh so he knows how to appreciate food.]
Your plate would not be complete unless you tried one of these.
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Your plate would not be complete unless you tried one of these.
[he gestures to it with a tiny smirk
but no, really, it is delicious.]