[She is tiny, as are most mortals. It's something the Deity registers and dismisses in favor of focusing on whatever food item she's shoving his way. The glass... that's something that actually makes him pause for a moment.]
[Magic. He can't smell it, but it must be.]
[The sandwich is gone within three bites, and the Oni is left licking his lips in a satisfied fashion. Now all that's left is the strange white magic. His ears twitch slightly before he simply chooses to bite straight through half of it. The crunch is unpleasant, and he can feel the substance slicing at his tongue and cheeks, but the Deity stubbornly continues to chew. Whatever was inside has started dribbling all over his fist, and after a moment, he does pause to experimentally lick at it. Much tastier than the outside.]
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Date: 2011-09-29 05:21 pm (UTC)[Magic. He can't smell it, but it must be.]
[The sandwich is gone within three bites, and the Oni is left licking his lips in a satisfied fashion. Now all that's left is the strange white magic. His ears twitch slightly before he simply chooses to bite straight through half of it. The crunch is unpleasant, and he can feel the substance slicing at his tongue and cheeks, but the Deity stubbornly continues to chew. Whatever was inside has started dribbling all over his fist, and after a moment, he does pause to experimentally lick at it. Much tastier than the outside.]