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“To eat like a human being und nicht an animal!” Alfons countered, putting the spoon in his hand.
“He ist not un animal! — Though, Aristotle vould probably zink zhis funny.” He chuckled- reminiscing a bit. Taking the spoon gingerly in his own- he placed it back into the bowl, scoping some of the food awkwardly. “Zhis vohn has not used un spoon since as long as he can remember. “
“Vell it is never too late to start again,” Alfons urged. “How does it taste? Gutt ja?”
” True. ” The substance was soft and putty like— same texture as eating the remains of a week old brain. Though- this tasted— sweeter. ” It’s… interesting.” It swallowed, with some effort.
“Maybe ve could try all of my trials to get you to eat normal food again, hm?” he offered with a smile. “Remember? Ve tried cookies once…und celery…und fruit! All kinds of food! I could even fry up some latkes like I do for Pepin!”
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