I'm tempted to shove the entire sandwich into my mouth just to be a shit, but it's not really worth it, so I take another, slightly larger bite, as he speaks.

I hum, and swallow, then look up at him a bit imploringly. "I might have, you know, but it would have been counter-intuitive this time. You'll understand, once I'm done."

My eyes flit down his body as he shifts, shrugs, and I can tell there's a tension there that shouldn't be, that isn't usually.

"Takatora... When were you last in Helheim?"