[ The truly tragic part of this is that insofar as Matt expected any reaction, he kinda thought Tezca might dare him to take a bite of raw meat. (Or to drive the tongs through his tongue.) So when he laughs this time, he at least has the good grace to look embarrassed.
For a moment, at least. He's starting to feel too warm to let his faux pas keep him down for long. Matt focuses on the meat he's holding over the grill. His sense of smell is only gradually returning, so he has to judge it by sight, but once he spots the first hints of char, he removes it and offers it to Tezcatlipoca. ]
I'm not that hungry, [ he explains. It may have something to do with the fetid vinegar taste that's started to haunt the back of his throat. ]
cw: a bit of gory imagery
For a moment, at least. He's starting to feel too warm to let his faux pas keep him down for long. Matt focuses on the meat he's holding over the grill. His sense of smell is only gradually returning, so he has to judge it by sight, but once he spots the first hints of char, he removes it and offers it to Tezcatlipoca. ]
I'm not that hungry, [ he explains. It may have something to do with the fetid vinegar taste that's started to haunt the back of his throat. ]