[ Oh, food. Ohhhhh, food. Ig looked at the plate and then up at the tables. Eating was always something of an experience considering food does not equal metal, a concept he still struggled to wrap his mind around. And admittedly, for the most part, he hung around in the junkyard as a robot when it was time to consume things because....
Human food was complicated. It just was. And looking into grocery stores by himself was a disaster and a half.
How was he supposed to know what that stuff in the boxes was??? There were too many choices, always, and not enough background on any of them. They talked about food in his language classes but that was like a foreign language on top of a foreign language.
But he nodded because it was true. There were lots of things he hadn't tried. He just didn't know where to start. Tapping at the table he finally shrugged profoundly before pointing at... things he knew. ]
Fruit. [ Woo woo lookit his vocabulary go. ] Bread. [ But both of those he knows because of previous meals. ]
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Human food was complicated. It just was. And looking into grocery stores by himself was a disaster and a half.
How was he supposed to know what that stuff in the boxes was??? There were too many choices, always, and not enough background on any of them. They talked about food in his language classes but that was like a foreign language on top of a foreign language.
But he nodded because it was true. There were lots of things he hadn't tried. He just didn't know where to start. Tapping at the table he finally shrugged profoundly before pointing at... things he knew. ]
Fruit. [ Woo woo lookit his vocabulary go. ] Bread. [ But both of those he knows because of previous meals. ]