[It's not just his eyes, at this point: his pupils are dilated, his heart pounding a little too loudly in his chest. If he wasn't feeling so good, he'd be worried; as it is, he's all warm and fuzzy on the inside, studying Diva's face with unnatural levels of attention.]
Why should I mind? Everybody has to eat.
[Also: minding much of anything both costs too much energy and makes him feel mean. He'd rather avoid that kind conflict if he can - if there's no reason to push his point, anyway, and he'll rarely do that when it's just his own well-being at stake.]
You're so pretty...
[... Yeah, he's just. Gonna randomly throw that out there.]
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Why should I mind? Everybody has to eat.
[Also: minding much of anything both costs too much energy and makes him feel mean. He'd rather avoid that kind conflict if he can - if there's no reason to push his point, anyway, and he'll rarely do that when it's just his own well-being at stake.]
You're so pretty...
[... Yeah, he's just. Gonna randomly throw that out there.]