[ Dion has begun to draw his weapon away, only for his movement to stutter at the question. He shoots the teenager a scandalized look. ]
Good Greagor, no.
[ Have you any idea how unfortunate chocobo meat is, Scott? That is a desperation meal. They are far from desperation in this place. By all accounts, food is far more plentiful here than back home.
Belatedly, Dion recalls his weapon's simple existence and turns it away, placing it beside him on the grass. ]
I was only observing. I'd not expected to see chocobos here, much less in such numbers.
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Good Greagor, no.
[ Have you any idea how unfortunate chocobo meat is, Scott? That is a desperation meal. They are far from desperation in this place. By all accounts, food is far more plentiful here than back home.
Belatedly, Dion recalls his weapon's simple existence and turns it away, placing it beside him on the grass. ]
I was only observing. I'd not expected to see chocobos here, much less in such numbers.