[Asriel flinches a little, tempted to curl in on himself. But he doesn't.]
... No, you're right.
It can't be like that, not when we were never welcomed there.
[The meat isn't done cooking, but it seems Asriel's patience as worn out. The flame is snuffed out in his hand, and all that's left is partially cooked meat.
There's a flash of teeth, and Asriel ravenously begins to eat.]
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... No, you're right.
It can't be like that, not when we were never welcomed there.
[The meat isn't done cooking, but it seems Asriel's patience as worn out. The flame is snuffed out in his hand, and all that's left is partially cooked meat.
There's a flash of teeth, and Asriel ravenously begins to eat.]