[ Jajo, large guy that he is, by necessity spends a lot of time eating. And the more he travels, the more he discovers he's really interested in exciting new foreign foods. This pastry currently ranks the top of the list of things he's excited about, and he's gotten as far as opening his mouth — before it vanishes.
He stares for a few seconds at his empty metal hand, bewildered, but it doesn't take him more than a few seconds more to discover the culprit. There's an instant where he looks peeved, but then, with a sigh, letting it go looks exactly like his chosen course of action. He drops his now-empty hand back to his side, disappointment written clearly across his features, and his wide shoulders slump in defeat.
Maybe the tray he got it from is still going around, he'll just go find that... ]
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He stares for a few seconds at his empty metal hand, bewildered, but it doesn't take him more than a few seconds more to discover the culprit. There's an instant where he looks peeved, but then, with a sigh, letting it go looks exactly like his chosen course of action. He drops his now-empty hand back to his side, disappointment written clearly across his features, and his wide shoulders slump in defeat.
Maybe the tray he got it from is still going around, he'll just go find that... ]