[b]"Decisiveness strong. Discipline strong. Easy for Emri, too."[/b]

Those would have been fine words, highlighting how Emri's own actions marked him off as an individual who was mentally strong, if not physically so, but much of the delivery was lost by the snot bubbling from Hoi's nose, as well as the tears that half-blinded him. Through a force of will uncommon for his kind, he refused to drop down and roll on the dirt in agony though, refused even to wipe his eyes. Instead, he waited for it to pass, kicking what shreds of cloth that was still wrapped around his feet off. Good decisions made. They will eat.

As the irritation slowly passed, he crouched down, picking up the strange ball that the green slime left behind. The rotund goblin waited for his smaller sibling to do the same, before raising the bead up. Decisiveness in all things. His teeth bared, a facsimile of a smile.

[b]"We eat."[/b]

And he popped the green-ish slime core right into his mouth, crunching down on it.

Immediately, Hoi's face screwed up again, lips puckering. The core was [i]sour[/i]! It was amazingly [i]sour[/i]! Different from the bugs that he ate before, different from the marrow he sucked on, it was all so [i]sour[/i]! Refreshing, and yet also nostalgic. More importantly though, it filled him up. He let out a grunt, satisfied. Strange taste, but good food. His hand slapped his stomach, making a beat almost like a drum.

[b]"Good with hands, Emri."[/b] Hoi spoke, nodding to the thwacking-thing. [b]"We worked, we ate. Now, we work, we drink."[/b]

They could recover as they walked; after collecting the shredded remains of the small critter and wrapping it in the shredded remains of his cloth, the bigger goblin set off again, his ears perked up in search for the gurgling sound of water. But he set off at a slower pace too. Without the keenness of hunger driving him on, Hoi was willing to show some leniency towards Emri's own speed. It gave him more time to listen, anyways.
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