[He's capable of it, but it's never occurred to him to, so when she offers him the pieces, his first instinct is to try and skewer them, but fish meat doesn't skewer so well, so he's left with a handful of raw fish, a useless makeshift skewer, a gnawing hunger, and a rationalization that raw seafood is considered pretty normal to eat.
But rather than just shove them haphazardly into his mouth or lick them off his palm, he picks up a piece in his fingers and eats them delicately one by one, like finger food. The texture of raw fish is a little grimace-worthy, but it's food and it's a fish he actually caught so it's satisfying. And she did the grossest part for him, which would have really had him at a loss.] I did not think this part through at all, y'know. Normally I steal food if no one's around to cook.
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But rather than just shove them haphazardly into his mouth or lick them off his palm, he picks up a piece in his fingers and eats them delicately one by one, like finger food. The texture of raw fish is a little grimace-worthy, but it's food and it's a fish he actually caught so it's satisfying. And she did the grossest part for him, which would have really had him at a loss.] I did not think this part through at all, y'know. Normally I steal food if no one's around to cook.