Somehow Signless doubts this arena will have much in the way of game. At least, he doubts there'll be anything big enough to be a filling meal.
He nods and follows Karkat, careful not to step on or trip over anything, and they make it to the kitchen more or less without incident. It's bizarre and unnerving to be in a deserted rotted-out hive, though, especially after the pristine state of the Capitol and the absence of this sort of thing since his very first arena. It's spooky, there's no other word for it, and it's got him on-edge.
"I'll look in the nutrition vaults," he says, indicating the cupboards (some of which are swung open and crooked on their hinges), "if you take the utensil crevasses."
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He nods and follows Karkat, careful not to step on or trip over anything, and they make it to the kitchen more or less without incident. It's bizarre and unnerving to be in a deserted rotted-out hive, though, especially after the pristine state of the Capitol and the absence of this sort of thing since his very first arena. It's spooky, there's no other word for it, and it's got him on-edge.
"I'll look in the nutrition vaults," he says, indicating the cupboards (some of which are swung open and crooked on their hinges), "if you take the utensil crevasses."