[It's not Connor's popcorn. If it weren't for the commentary, he wouldn't have cared in the least. As it is, he glances over, hand lowering to wipe the remaining residue against the table's edge.]
I don't eat.
[As he thinks should be quite obvious. Connor watches the human shoving his own face full of the substance, and his eyebrows lift.]
no subject
I don't eat.
[As he thinks should be quite obvious. Connor watches the human shoving his own face full of the substance, and his eyebrows lift.]
You might want to consider it.