[Boba reluctantly pulls out the sandwich. It got a little smushed. He unwraps it and takes a bite.
It's... weird. Different from anything he's eaten before. Almost overwhelming, considering how long he's been living off of the bland slop they serve in prison.
Once he's finished he crumbles up the plastic wrap, shoves it into his pocket, and hesitantly steps forward. Not enough to leave the doorway, he can still quickly duck back into the room if he has to, but enough to get a slightly better look at what Miguel's doing.]
You wouldn't have to keep an eye on me if you just let me leave.
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It's... weird. Different from anything he's eaten before. Almost overwhelming, considering how long he's been living off of the bland slop they serve in prison.
Once he's finished he crumbles up the plastic wrap, shoves it into his pocket, and hesitantly steps forward. Not enough to leave the doorway, he can still quickly duck back into the room if he has to, but enough to get a slightly better look at what Miguel's doing.]
You wouldn't have to keep an eye on me if you just let me leave.