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ʜᴀɴsᴇʟ (burnthemall) wrote in makebelievelog,

For a moment, walking was bad. For a moment, walking was the worst thing to ever be thought of. But that slowly evened out and Hansel started to follow Gretel, knowing that she had something up her sleeve -she only really got that look when she had some kind of surprise.

"Oh God woman, what now?" As he followed her through the room and down the wing, he really couldn't say much else, wincing against the light coming in and mostly keeping his head down.

At least until they arrived in what had to be whatever passed as their serving area. The smells hit him first, almost enough to floor him really, until it levelled and Hansel just groaned again, this time not from discomfort.

"I'm absolutely going to make myself sick." So long as his stomach didn't protest to being gorged though, he had a good idea that he wouldn't be. Considering there had to be everything there right then, Hansel was just somewhat disbelieving. "Okay, you tell me about weird time jumps and costumes of some sort, but not that they feed you like it's a damn crowning of a king?"