[It's hard to see much of her face given the hood she's wearing, barring her mouth, but Kale's expression briefly switches to confusion before the realization sets in; she's wasted a perfectly good drumstick on a misunderstanding and that's terrible.
But no point in crying over surrendered chicken. She simply gestures with her free hand in refusal, then lifts her plate a little showing the tower of food she has is built on a sturdy foundation of ribs all ready.]
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But no point in crying over surrendered chicken. She simply gestures with her free hand in refusal, then lifts her plate a little showing the tower of food she has is built on a sturdy foundation of ribs all ready.]