" I was going to ask you the same exact thing. I much rather consume such a thing with the likes of you than the barbaric brethren I share this ship with. "
He'd tap his mechanical and fleshy fingers together as he thought about it. It would be quite the nice-
β I acknowledge and note your grrr-r-ratitude. β The Tech-priest trilled, machinelike. A stream of equally turbulent Binharic followed her sentence.
β Aaaa-hh? It would be an interestingβ¦ experience. One that would be better shared with you than [β¦]
" I could... perhaps pull a few strings to see if we can get our hands on some. I'm sure both of us know how to properly maintain and cook it until it is properly safe to consume. "
That still skeleton mouthpiece of his would grin if it wast able to hearing her compliment the augmentation for him.
" Well... that is a quite.. meaningful thing to say Meijor. It is much appreciated. "
He'd return the gesture with a tiny head bow of his own.
β Ah, yes, I had nearly forgottenββin my familiarity of the imageββthe augmentation that resides on your countenance. An agreeable implant, Astartes-unit Drakth. It βsuitsβ you. Omnissiah be praised. β
A small dip of her head. An obvious Mechanicus bias.
[β¦]
I've done both, yes. Though not with the meat of a xeno. I've eaten different species snd things, but it's been hard to do any of that since I've gotten my face augmented.
Have you... ever wanted to perhaps?