'Carnivorous.' Having grown up in a world peopled by vampires and trolls and witches as much as humans, Janus makes some pretty automatic associations. Then they stop and reconsider. Then they remember that Xistentia is full of werewolves and elves and who knows what, and fiddle back to their original thought.
"Perhaps they sell donut holes around here somewhere, that could be passed off as clitoral treats."
It's easier to make conversation when everybody is as spectacularly weird as you are. Janus pops a green chip into their own mouth, blinking as Tez's incisors come down with razor!1 precision on the waffle, abbreviating the dessert penis where it stands, with his teeth. My. That is a sight, isn't it? "I wouldn't call that diving in," they say. "Maybe that describes what the waffle is doing, much like jumping in the shallow end of a swimming pool. It's nice to meet you."
They wait a couple seconds, in hopes that Bastian's mouth won't be full, before offering a hand to shake. "Janus."
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"Perhaps they sell donut holes around here somewhere, that could be passed off as clitoral treats."
It's easier to make conversation when everybody is as spectacularly weird as you are. Janus pops a green chip into their own mouth, blinking as Tez's incisors come down with razor!1 precision on the waffle, abbreviating the dessert penis where it stands, with his teeth. My. That is a sight, isn't it? "I wouldn't call that diving in," they say. "Maybe that describes what the waffle is doing, much like jumping in the shallow end of a swimming pool. It's nice to meet you."
They wait a couple seconds, in hopes that Bastian's mouth won't be full, before offering a hand to shake. "Janus."