Start Wearing Purple [LM0]

[Moto Hunghar]

"You're not really rude. Just clumsy." She approached to pat him on the arm. "Cheer up, big man. You'll find your way. Just perhaps not here. In your current disposition, any of the girls here would eat you alive. It's not a place for boys."

[Hiruma Zoido]

"Hai." He watched as she patted his arm, he seemed to relax upon her reassurances. Nodding, his smile returned. "No. I know. Some of my clansmen pushed me through, saying something about coming out a man." He looked back to the door way, then to Hunghar.

"I was just trying to explore the city. I've only just arrived."

[Moto Hunghar]

"I kinda know how it is. Among the rowdy grown-ups giving bad advice." She chuckled, a bit wistfully. As no-one immediately answered to her accommodation call, she decided to leave the place for now and go find a food stall. "Anyway, I am hungry. Will you tag along?"

[Hiruma Zoido]

"Gladly! I can always eat. Especially after meeting someone new!" He seemed to turn more chipper at her invitation. The giant Crab shielded his eyes as they walked back outside of the Geisha house, looking about.

"They meant well, I'm sure."

[Moto Hunghar]

"Sure." She tsked. "So what people of your sides eat for their muscles not go flacid?"

[Hiruma Zoido]

He mused for a moment, thinking back. "I suppose same as anyone else. A lot of fish and rice. Usually more fish than rice. Pickled vegetables. Eggs! So many eggs. My mother made them in batches for us growing up!" He smiled, fondly remembering family meals.

Though he did recall portion sizes were rather large.

"But I don't think anything special, really. What about you? I've only heard stories, but I don't believe them. What comes to your tables with the Unicorn, Moto-san?"

[Moto Hunghar]

"Roasted wild pig, for instance." Hunghar smiled disarmingly. "Juicy."

[Hiruma Zoido]

"I've... never had that." He thought out loud, wondering how it must taste. Pork wasn't served much in his home.

"Think you'll find something that compares?"