[He picks up half a sandwich and starts munching on it. It's not that he won't share, it's just that he isn't sharing with anyone at the moment. Because he's all alone. So it makes sense in his head when he says it but then sounds a little... off... when spoken aloud.]
[OH WAIT.]
Ah, but you can come join me if you want! There's plenty of room!
[Sparkstorm pats the ground beside him as an offering of a place at his makeshift table.]
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[He picks up half a sandwich and starts munching on it. It's not that he won't share, it's just that he isn't sharing with anyone at the moment. Because he's all alone. So it makes sense in his head when he says it but then sounds a little... off... when spoken aloud.]
[OH WAIT.]
Ah, but you can come join me if you want! There's plenty of room!
[Sparkstorm pats the ground beside him as an offering of a place at his makeshift table.]