-they looked at her, and leaned back slightly...no one had ever refused a gift...-

“No. Keep it.”their voice sounded stern- “it’s a gift from a god.”

“I...” -they thought about his words..like they weren’t sure if it was correct- “I dont have a taste for ones like..like you... I prefer the...the horrible ones.” -he looked at her, and blinked- (like the thing gators do with like..the clear sideways blink thing, ya know)