[Getting flour all over that poor fish... At least prepare it properly before adding the coating, badum tsh. No, that's just an unfortunate scene, and Shinjiro watches the fish flump sadly into the bucket with a vague frown of disgust. Really batting a thousand, this guy.]
No kidding.
[He doesn't recognize this guy, and he's not dressed like a local under all the gunk, so hm - new? Not that Shinjiro knows every Chosen in town, ha ha, ridiculous— but at least that earns an iota of sympathy. He probably only has one outfit...
But also come on dude don't be nasty.]
Give me the bucket. [He holds out a hand. Give it.] And go beg somebody for a clean apron, at least.
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No kidding.
[He doesn't recognize this guy, and he's not dressed like a local under all the gunk, so hm - new? Not that Shinjiro knows every Chosen in town, ha ha, ridiculous— but at least that earns an iota of sympathy. He probably only has one outfit...
But also come on dude don't be nasty.]
Give me the bucket. [He holds out a hand. Give it.] And go beg somebody for a clean apron, at least.