But Boc would feel terrible regardless, as indicated by the distressed little whimper that squeezed out of him as he followed Liliana's hand to the balconies indicated, then looked over the crowd in the ballroom, and perhaps even sent a skittering glance toward where the food and drinks were located.
He shook his head a little more, and ducked it again, although his eyes were glancing back up toward Liliana.
"But if I don't retreat to the balconies," he reasoned, "then I...don't have to have a drink or snack?"
Though he did, actually, desperately want at least the snack, now that it was on the table, because he'd just spent an indeterminate amount of time as a tree, and photosynthesis could only satisfy so much.
Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle
But Boc would feel terrible regardless, as indicated by the distressed little whimper that squeezed out of him as he followed Liliana's hand to the balconies indicated, then looked over the crowd in the ballroom, and perhaps even sent a skittering glance toward where the food and drinks were located.
He shook his head a little more, and ducked it again, although his eyes were glancing back up toward Liliana.
"But if I don't retreat to the balconies," he reasoned, "then I...don't have to have a drink or snack?"
Though he did, actually, desperately want at least the snack, now that it was on the table, because he'd just spent an indeterminate amount of time as a tree, and photosynthesis could only satisfy so much.