[ Mayonnaise…? Well, that's … unexpected. But what does Reiner know about what Pokémon eat? Apparently nothing! Besides, the little pig seems happy enough. What harm could it do to let his Turtwig chow down as well?
Reiner smiles and shifts his hold on his Turtwig, accepting the offered bowls and food with an immediate, ]
Hey, thanks.
[ Then he squats down to get his Turtwig set up, readily pouring the cat food into a bowl. Apparently, he has no objections to doing this in a seating area, either. It's not like they're blocking anyone's way, right? … Well, even if they are, people can go around. Or they can pause and admire the cute Pokémon.
He looks up at the mention of more mayonnaise, blinking at those bottles stuffed into an inner pocket. For a moment, he's reminded of Sasha smuggling food—and that, more than anything else, makes Reiner decide that he likes this guy.
His smile widens, and he holds up the bowl of cat food. ]
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Reiner smiles and shifts his hold on his Turtwig, accepting the offered bowls and food with an immediate, ]
Hey, thanks.
[ Then he squats down to get his Turtwig set up, readily pouring the cat food into a bowl. Apparently, he has no objections to doing this in a seating area, either. It's not like they're blocking anyone's way, right? … Well, even if they are, people can go around. Or they can pause and admire the cute Pokémon.
He looks up at the mention of more mayonnaise, blinking at those bottles stuffed into an inner pocket. For a moment, he's reminded of Sasha smuggling food—and that, more than anything else, makes Reiner decide that he likes this guy.
His smile widens, and he holds up the bowl of cat food. ]
Thanks again. Would you mind pouring?
[ Pouring mayonnaise onto cat food. Why not! ]