[ while he's not too picky with fruit, blueberry ranks higher among his preferences, so he reaches forward eagerly with his grubby little hands — ]
Yup! That's fine with me.
[ — until he recalls that he can't actually see anything, much less where to accept the granola bar from. what if he accidentally slaps it out of karl's hands? what if he accidentally slaps karl himself? highly unlikely, but nevertheless. so he puts his grubby hands away, turning in what he assumes is vaguely karl's direction, while humming in thought. ]
Hmm, how should we... [ go about this? it's an awkward question to ask, but with no light, will they just stick granola bars into the abyss and pray! ]
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Yup! That's fine with me.
[ — until he recalls that he can't actually see anything, much less where to accept the granola bar from. what if he accidentally slaps it out of karl's hands? what if he accidentally slaps karl himself? highly unlikely, but nevertheless. so he puts his grubby hands away, turning in what he assumes is vaguely karl's direction, while humming in thought. ]
Hmm, how should we... [ go about this? it's an awkward question to ask, but with no light, will they just stick granola bars into the abyss and pray! ]