[ Tommy looks down at the container she's holding out, not sure what she wants from him at first but getting the idea pretty quickly. He resists the urge to reach out and poke it around a bit, which is usually how he figures out if something's still good enough to eat but which he gets no one on the ship's going to appreciate since they all share food. So he leans down and gives it a sniff and then shrugs his shoulders in a kind of assent, like saying Yeah, seems good enough to me. ]
We've got something kinda like that where I come from. [ Or they were supposed to, Tommy's always thought. Family looks out for family. Big kids look out for the little ones. It's how it's supposed to work. ] For his arms. Build up muscle faster.
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We've got something kinda like that where I come from. [ Or they were supposed to, Tommy's always thought. Family looks out for family. Big kids look out for the little ones. It's how it's supposed to work. ] For his arms. Build up muscle faster.