[Murdoc watches Mituna as he eats, noting the reaction and seeming a little disheartened by it. He wonders if that means his coffee is going to taste bad too.
He takes a wary sniff, fins pining back against his face as he does. The smell is appealing, but it's very near overwhelming. He sips anyway, humming in agreement almost straight away.]
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He takes a wary sniff, fins pining back against his face as he does. The smell is appealing, but it's very near overwhelming. He sips anyway, humming in agreement almost straight away.]
Salty. [That might just be him, though.]