( shopping was not something legosi did commonly. whether in school or out on his own, he didn't have much money to speak of; that he could afford a place to live and food to keep his stomach full was enough for him to be grateful for. he had left his apartment and wandered out into the city to explore, to see new things, smell new things... that the people here were so bizarrely generous was merely an unexpected bonus. the container of mousse in his hand was warm, which was a nice contrast to the chill in the air. steam rose from its contents, just as puffs of it appeared at the end of legosi's snout, whenever he exhaled.
the seat next to legosi might have been empty because of how unique he was on the city streets — even though people with animal features was nowhere near strange in lunatia, someone who was an actual, anthropomorphic wolf was... different. ryuu boldly takes that plunge, however, sitting down and placing the plunder of his shopping conquest on the ground. he's a pretty big guy, for a human...! legosi isn't sure if that makes him more or less nervous. it's just a general, weird feeling of swallowed butterflies (or perhaps, for him, that should be moths?).
the stranger doesn't seem beset upon when legosi addresses him, though, so that does work some of the tension out of his shoulders. he hesitates a moment, and then he extends his hands forward, revealing the warm treat. the mousse smelled sweet and pleasant, and two cookie antlers protruded from it. ) They called it... chocolate "moose mousse." ( a small smile twitches at his canine lips, and he continues. ) I'm supposed to take a bite, then share it with someone.
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the seat next to legosi might have been empty because of how unique he was on the city streets — even though people with animal features was nowhere near strange in lunatia, someone who was an actual, anthropomorphic wolf was... different. ryuu boldly takes that plunge, however, sitting down and placing the plunder of his shopping conquest on the ground. he's a pretty big guy, for a human...! legosi isn't sure if that makes him more or less nervous. it's just a general, weird feeling of swallowed butterflies (or perhaps, for him, that should be moths?).
the stranger doesn't seem beset upon when legosi addresses him, though, so that does work some of the tension out of his shoulders. he hesitates a moment, and then he extends his hands forward, revealing the warm treat. the mousse smelled sweet and pleasant, and two cookie antlers protruded from it. ) They called it... chocolate "moose mousse." ( a small smile twitches at his canine lips, and he continues. ) I'm supposed to take a bite, then share it with someone.