"Do you have any water on you?" Matt scoffs, rolling his eyes at how picky the other man is... Though, he really does wish he'd brought some along himself.
He really, really doesn't want to be the first to dive in. It becomes a silent challenge, waiting to see who breaks first.
Obviously, it's going to be Matt. He doesn't have any kind of superhuman blood or ability, and he certainly doesn't have the patience either. With another sad shake of the powder, he pours some into his hand.
"Bon appetit," he groans, still trying to hesitate before he finally brings it to his mouth and experimentally licks it. As he does, he cycles through a wide array of emotions - Pleasant surprise that it doesn't taste bad, disappointment that it doesn't taste like anything, and relief that he doesn't instantly die.
"Oh, it's incredible," he lies through his teeth, beaming at Dante as he scoops the rest of it into his mouth.
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He really, really doesn't want to be the first to dive in. It becomes a silent challenge, waiting to see who breaks first.
Obviously, it's going to be Matt. He doesn't have any kind of superhuman blood or ability, and he certainly doesn't have the patience either. With another sad shake of the powder, he pours some into his hand.
"Bon appetit," he groans, still trying to hesitate before he finally brings it to his mouth and experimentally licks it. As he does, he cycles through a wide array of emotions - Pleasant surprise that it doesn't taste bad, disappointment that it doesn't taste like anything, and relief that he doesn't instantly die.
"Oh, it's incredible," he lies through his teeth, beaming at Dante as he scoops the rest of it into his mouth.