[Daring Scylla]

Clancy listened as Lina filled him in. "I see," he said after she was done talking. But when she began to bring the food out, he backed away, hastily. "Er, you don't have any lemons in there, do you?" He sniffed the air.

He looked around. He was used to finding food on his own. But in the world he just came from, not this one - still, he could probably tell what was poisonous and what wasn't.

He sat down again, a good distance from Lina in case she did have lemons. He wondered if they shouldn't be looking for these people, or a less open place to stop and eat. He wondered why a god even needed to eat. He hoped she didn't eat lemons. "I'm dreadfully allergic to lemons. Terribly. I mean fatally, like."