Yikmo paused and watched as Amphy poured himself a bowl of stew. Why wasn't he eating it right? Yikmo watched as Amphy tilted the bowl into his mouth. Maybe that was how it was supposed to go? Yikmo looked at his hand. It was starting to hurt...Why not?
Yikmo tilted his own small bowl into his mouth, and his eyes widened as he began to drink the broth, eating the food within. This was much easier. He continued to eat the stew, spilling a bit on his ratty, dirt covered shirt.
He shook his head at Amphys question, taking a break from the soup. Parents? Yikmo didn't remember those.
Yikmo tilted his own small bowl into his mouth, and his eyes widened as he began to drink the broth, eating the food within. This was much easier. He continued to eat the stew, spilling a bit on his ratty, dirt covered shirt.
He shook his head at Amphys question, taking a break from the soup. Parents? Yikmo didn't remember those.