[ Daryl grunts something that might be 'suit yourself' and returns to chowing down on man's greatest achievement. In truth, he's not a dedicated pizza fanatic by any means, but it's so beyond what's normally available to him that it possessed him entirely. He can try for a sensible cheeseburger later.
A nightmare of grease and specks of escaped pizza sauce, he grabs the aluminum napkin dispenser with one dirty hand and pries a wad of them out from one side. Meanwhile, a glance to Wren. ]
Maybe I was just raised in the woods, [ he says dryly. ] Why? What's your world like?
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A nightmare of grease and specks of escaped pizza sauce, he grabs the aluminum napkin dispenser with one dirty hand and pries a wad of them out from one side. Meanwhile, a glance to Wren. ]
Maybe I was just raised in the woods, [ he says dryly. ] Why? What's your world like?