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"Thankyouverymuch"
The Musavian says, as he acquired the cutlery onto his hand. using the knife, he taps on the surface of the roasted fish, which makes the roasted part pop out, being easily reloved by a precise and hasteful swipe of the fork. Revealing the succulent and juicy interior of the meat. He looks at the Lionoid, who'd probably be thinking that the fish was to be some sort of weapon, but quietly whispers:
"Don't worry mate, it's just fish, no poison or anything"
The delicious dish of Eo'kvian side, a wonder to behold indeed. While he was lying about being a cop, he did not lie that this was something that he hasn't eaten in a long time, in fact, he has never even eaten it, but he got to know that it existed by watching the Musavian equivalent of Gordon Ramsay, on the Musavian equivalent of Youtube, on the Musavian equivalent of the internet. It was a fish with interesting properties, for some reason unknown to Elohim, but probably known to keen aquamarine biologists, the fish deposited a special oily compound on the outer-most layer of the skin, resilient against temperature changes. That compound, when put on a grill, made the meat inside be cooked like if it was in a natural oven, though, without places to escape, it kept the juices in, a pretty easy but quite tasty dish nonetheless. He started eating it.
He kept on listening to the others as they discussed, chuckling under his breath at the atrrition between Dhas and CETA, maybe he should throw more wood in the fire, maybe get them to fight. "Nahh, it's too much of a hassle."-He thought to himself, if they were to kill themselves they ought to do it later and where he couldn't become a bystanding casualty. Thusly, he just nodded and agreed.
