[Bumblebee has yet to be introduced to Terra's culinary sensibilities. For better or for worse, he'll be very open to trying these magnificent things.
Whatever Bumblebee had heard from before is too faint now to really matter. They're surrounded by the regular, nonthreatening sounds of of the forest around them.
He watches Terra take the high ground, shielding his eyes from the early afternoon sun. He seems to know what he's doing, so any concern Bee might feel is quickly dismissed.
Vanguard just crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow, distracted temporarily from cooking. He throws Dorumon and his handful of onions a curious expression, his eyebrow raised]
He always do this kinda thing?
[Bumblebee's eyes widen all of a sudden, shifting from where he's standing and up to Terra again.
Another hand signal because he just can't believe what he thought he heard:
no subject
Whatever Bumblebee had heard from before is too faint now to really matter. They're surrounded by the regular, nonthreatening sounds of of the forest around them.
He watches Terra take the high ground, shielding his eyes from the early afternoon sun. He seems to know what he's doing, so any concern Bee might feel is quickly dismissed.
Vanguard just crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow, distracted temporarily from cooking. He throws Dorumon and his handful of onions a curious expression, his eyebrow raised]
He always do this kinda thing?
[Bumblebee's eyes widen all of a sudden, shifting from where he's standing and up to Terra again.
Another hand signal because he just can't believe what he thought he heard:
Repeat?]