[ Nanaue bobs his head in a nod, blinking at the empty space where Michael disappears from and craning his neck to watch for a moment as his friend starts cutting up leviathan sashimi.
The manshark never carries a knife because he has no need of one, usually.
Hmmmmmmmm....
Nanaue peers down at the long tooth not-quite-inside his pouch, and removes it again. ]
KNIFE... ?
[ It turns out that leviathan teeth are useful enough for cutting into leviathan flesh. He chortles to himself, pleased with his own ingenuity as he cuts haphazard shapes out of the beasts carcass, slapping them wetly into a pile on the grass.
Every third slice of meat he consumes for himself. ]
HOW CARRY BACK? [ he asks after he's made a pile half as tall as himself, staring up at Michael. ]
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The manshark never carries a knife because he has no need of one, usually.
Hmmmmmmmm....
Nanaue peers down at the long tooth not-quite-inside his pouch, and removes it again. ]
KNIFE... ?
[ It turns out that leviathan teeth are useful enough for cutting into leviathan flesh. He chortles to himself, pleased with his own ingenuity as he cuts haphazard shapes out of the beasts carcass, slapping them wetly into a pile on the grass.
Every third slice of meat he consumes for himself. ]
HOW CARRY BACK? [ he asks after he's made a pile half as tall as himself, staring up at Michael. ]