video.
[ ah, his stomach does make a soft sound, but he pays it no mind. he feels like, somehow, he's given a bit of himself away by saying that now, and his face is a little more pink than it had been. ]
... Then, your world is strange. I don't see any sausages, or eggs, or marmalade. It's bread. Where's the porridge? Where's the juice?
[ he definitely knows how filling and kindly bread can be for tummies. still. ]