They're pretty good, but a bit gamey for people who are used to synthetic meat.
[ but synthetic meat was by no means cheap, requiring a healthy plant capable of producing the amino acids necessary to create it. meanwhile worm was plentiful and equally as nutritious, if not more. of course there was tomas meat, too, but people were more likely to eat their eggs instead or rear them as pack animals, their versatility far more valuable. but geralt doesn't need to know all that.
vash smiles when the man huffs. the answer he gives doesn't surprise him-- again, it's the vibe. it reminds him a little of wolfwood, actually, now that he considers it. that private thought makes him smile wider, and he re-settles against the lip of the baths.
but rather than getting into the weeds of the political powers at play between the nations and their summoned, vash's face softens with thoughtfulness. right. the singularity. he'd witnessed it in the horizon, but he'd kept his distance. even though he could feel it, like a string tied to his finger leading to the heart of it, but deeper. past skin and muscle and bone to some part of him he's only felt a few times before, and most recently when his brother had-- ]
No one in Solvunn seems to really have an answer to what it really is. Is it the same for you and yours?
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[ but synthetic meat was by no means cheap, requiring a healthy plant capable of producing the amino acids necessary to create it. meanwhile worm was plentiful and equally as nutritious, if not more. of course there was tomas meat, too, but people were more likely to eat their eggs instead or rear them as pack animals, their versatility far more valuable. but geralt doesn't need to know all that.
vash smiles when the man huffs. the answer he gives doesn't surprise him-- again, it's the vibe. it reminds him a little of wolfwood, actually, now that he considers it. that private thought makes him smile wider, and he re-settles against the lip of the baths.
but rather than getting into the weeds of the political powers at play between the nations and their summoned, vash's face softens with thoughtfulness. right. the singularity. he'd witnessed it in the horizon, but he'd kept his distance. even though he could feel it, like a string tied to his finger leading to the heart of it, but deeper. past skin and muscle and bone to some part of him he's only felt a few times before, and most recently when his brother had-- ]
No one in Solvunn seems to really have an answer to what it really is. Is it the same for you and yours?