[ While Luciola sets to work Noh-Varr watches him, considering a single worker more than enough for the task at hand. Despite his offer to 'help', he's really here to supervise...or perhaps just to keep Luciola company. He huffs out an amused breath at the uncertain pause Luciola does over the sugar. Once upon a time, that had been him. Absently, he begins measuring out two cups of water, and the oil.
The Kree view food as they do just about everything else: it must be minimalist, practical, and it must be genetically ideal. The Kree would find Earth's preoccupation with genetic modification in food laughable, when their fare is typically composed of nutritionally dense, tasteless porridges and bars. Food is fuel, it is not representative of pleasure or social communion. Earth, in that way, was something of a revelation: music, and food, and dance, and so many ways of gaining pleasure of the senses, every indulgence accepted.
Now, he'd still prefer a good vinyl to dessert, but he can stomach more sugar than he otherwise would. ]
Why did you ask Warriorhead for a task?
[ He doesn't find the idea strange, per se. Noh-Varr is not what anyone might call lazy, but he guards his relaxation time jealously. Having come from a militarized background, however, he can see where Luciola might have found the emptiness taxing. ]
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The Kree view food as they do just about everything else: it must be minimalist, practical, and it must be genetically ideal. The Kree would find Earth's preoccupation with genetic modification in food laughable, when their fare is typically composed of nutritionally dense, tasteless porridges and bars. Food is fuel, it is not representative of pleasure or social communion. Earth, in that way, was something of a revelation: music, and food, and dance, and so many ways of gaining pleasure of the senses, every indulgence accepted.
Now, he'd still prefer a good vinyl to dessert, but he can stomach more sugar than he otherwise would. ]
Why did you ask Warriorhead for a task?
[ He doesn't find the idea strange, per se. Noh-Varr is not what anyone might call lazy, but he guards his relaxation time jealously. Having come from a militarized background, however, he can see where Luciola might have found the emptiness taxing. ]