[um excuse u he does not eat plants he eats SOULS. Or at the very least, MEAT. And eggs were the only thing he'd managed to find here that fit that requirement.
He hasn't stumbled onto the fish market side of things, yet.
He looks at the egg then at her, then back to the egg. He holds it up]
This. This is an egg. It comes outta chickens, ya weirdo. And these particular ones ain't never gonna be real chickens!! They ain't fertilized. Besides, plants don't move.
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He hasn't stumbled onto the fish market side of things, yet.
He looks at the egg then at her, then back to the egg. He holds it up]
This. This is an egg. It comes outta chickens, ya weirdo. And these particular ones ain't never gonna be real chickens!! They ain't fertilized. Besides, plants don't move.