Garrot's been waiting for a good chance to introduce himself to this year's Princess. Not just because they're working together to beat the shit out of the Wizard. But because this is the Luka Eutychia. World-famous pop star, style icon, all that cool stuff. But his inner fan is firmly restrained as he walks up beside Luka, snagging a piece of cheesecake for himself. That question. It's about health, something that Garrot knows much about!
"Maybe like 500 calories?" He's pretty confident with that guess! "But monster hunting is tough work, so we'll burn that off in no time." Garrot's fork slices into the tip of his dessert, and he quickly gives it a taste test. "And this is worth it!" He waits a beat, and then remembers that he's not just here for food. Oops.
"We haven't met yet, sorry." He stumbles with his words a bit, realizing he's not sure what the proper protocol is here. "I'm the Monkey Knight, Dr. Hruggarrot Murtakhor, but you can just call me Garrot." Garrot's got no idea where to go from here (he's a little starstruck!) so he just sort of laughs awkwardly, not wanting to present a handshake that Luka can't see, that'd be rude! Save him, Luka.
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"Maybe like 500 calories?" He's pretty confident with that guess! "But monster hunting is tough work, so we'll burn that off in no time." Garrot's fork slices into the tip of his dessert, and he quickly gives it a taste test. "And this is worth it!" He waits a beat, and then remembers that he's not just here for food. Oops.
"We haven't met yet, sorry." He stumbles with his words a bit, realizing he's not sure what the proper protocol is here. "I'm the Monkey Knight, Dr. Hruggarrot Murtakhor, but you can just call me Garrot." Garrot's got no idea where to go from here (he's a little starstruck!) so he just sort of laughs awkwardly, not wanting to present a handshake that Luka can't see, that'd be rude! Save him, Luka.