Kenzaki watched the person leave who had been speaking to one of the women he'd run across when he'd broken his arm. The woman made him nervous, just because she'd nearly seen what he was, or at least what color his blood was. He'd gotten lucky with her, the other lady, and Pieruson-san.
"Good morning," he said in his own language, and then tried, "Goodu Moruniingu. Woodu yuu likee some fooduu?" Ripley had taught him that, and he appreciated it, for it gave him both a reason to socialize and to get rid of the food he didn't need. He smiled as she took the food from him. As she started to stare at him incredulously, he blushed and added in his own language, "Sorry, my English is not very good."
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[Kenzaki] Becoming more social (tag Ami, open)
Date: 2006-04-17 02:47 am (UTC)"Good morning," he said in his own language, and then tried, "Goodu Moruniingu. Woodu yuu likee some fooduu?" Ripley had taught him that, and he appreciated it, for it gave him both a reason to socialize and to get rid of the food he didn't need. He smiled as she took the food from him. As she started to stare at him incredulously, he blushed and added in his own language, "Sorry, my English is not very good."