[ with a pita full of meat and sauce in his hand, chrono blinks in equal confusion at being addressed. he looks from dokja to the souvlaki and back again, barely remembering what he had muttered to himself in the moment. ]
Uh, yeah? The food. It's Mediterranean - at least this is.
[ he holds up the souvlaki. y'know, for emphasis. chrono hadn't cooked much like this back home, but he was confident in identifying it. ]
I guess sunny places everywhere grow similar stuff.
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Uh, yeah? The food. It's Mediterranean - at least this is.
[ he holds up the souvlaki. y'know, for emphasis. chrono hadn't cooked much like this back home, but he was confident in identifying it. ]
I guess sunny places everywhere grow similar stuff.