“Bicycle.” Vogg repeated with a nod of his head. He didn’t quite understand all of the mechanics of it (not that he knew the word mechanics at all). “It’s like… a horse, yes? But more work. Why did you not just ride a horse? Or do the magic thing. Oh! Or a broom. you should have brought a broom.” Vogg nodded excitedly at this. He had been in the village for many months now, and it still excited him more than he could explain, all the magic and things he would never really understand.
“Allergic?” He asked, slightly confused. “I do not think so.” He beamed as if this were some major accomplishment. He looked at the food in front of him, and then watched hers pick him up. He then fumbled with his for a moment, trying to hold it in the exact same way she held hers. He was unfamiliar with hotdogs in general.
He was pleased however, when he took his first bite, despite the fact that warm chili spilled down the corners of his mouth and into his beard. It only took him two bites or so to put away the chili dog, and he grinned rather messily at Lucy. “This was very good Lucy! I will have another!”