[Trail mix is still a far cry from the nutrient goop on board her ship, but nuts are a lot more normal than weird foot-smelling soft-cubes. Allura looks at the offered pouch for a moment, hesitating more out of politeness than anything, but her stomach has the final say, with a low gurgle that makes her face take on a sheepish grin.]
Thank you, that looks… normal. [She takes the pouch graciously, poking through its contents,] I suppose I should get used to the food they have here.
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Thank you, that looks… normal. [She takes the pouch graciously, poking through its contents,] I suppose I should get used to the food they have here.