That was when Sabra turned to the other two, pointed down to the goop-covered rock and instructed them, "Taste it."
Totally matter-of-factly. Expectant, even, that at least one of them would see her command through. That one of the pair would actually go down into the crater, scoop some of the glowing, glue-like substance out with their hand, put it in their mouth and report back on the flavour in care-free manner.
"Taste it."
Because repeating the request clearly made it much more understandable, right?
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on 2013-12-13 04:55 am (UTC)Totally matter-of-factly. Expectant, even, that at least one of them would see her command through. That one of the pair would actually go down into the crater, scoop some of the glowing, glue-like substance out with their hand, put it in their mouth and report back on the flavour in care-free manner.
"Taste it."
Because repeating the request clearly made it much more understandable, right?