[As if it were something to be embarrassed over, particularly when compared to the human sensibilities (and capabilities) that she was raised on, Hayame mutters somewhat under her breath,]
I have two stomachs...
[So it's definitely not weird or uncouth that she eats a lot! (Not that... he implied it was, but just in case he was thinking it... !)
Circling her spot a little, she finally finds the perfect angle to plot her equine rump down onto the cushions he's provided, settling into the more canine-like sit she had to adopt to get comfortable at human tables. From there, she begins by reaching for her plate and... hesitating. He is the host-]
- Where do you suggest I start?
[His best dish? Was there an order to his land's feasts?]
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I have two stomachs...
[So it's definitely not weird or uncouth that she eats a lot! (Not that... he implied it was, but just in case he was thinking it... !)
Circling her spot a little, she finally finds the perfect angle to plot her equine rump down onto the cushions he's provided, settling into the more canine-like sit she had to adopt to get comfortable at human tables. From there, she begins by reaching for her plate and... hesitating. He is the host-]
- Where do you suggest I start?
[His best dish? Was there an order to his land's feasts?]