The offer was, Remy thought, surprisingly kind. Not the sort of thing he would have expected from someone who had tried to kill him. Though to be honest, he wouldn't have expected someone who had tried to kill him to break down and beg for his forgiveness on the verge of tears. If this was a way to get him to come back and let her have another go at it, it was a unique and surprisingly wholehearted effort - not to mention tempting. The rat had to restrain himself from jumping down and heading straight for the food. He was getting pretty hungry by now, but it wouldn't be smart to be too hasty.
"Why don't you back up a bit?" he said and then waited until she had crept back far enough for his satisfaction. She didn't leave completely but seemed set on waiting to see if he was satisfied with her peace offering. Remy finally hopped down off the windowsill and carefully made his way towards the food that had been left. He could already smell that it wasn't poisoned, though he didn't expect it to be. It wasn't as if she'd known she was going to be offering it to a rat, after all. Amazingly, her offer seemed to be genuine. He sniffed at the food, his mouth watering at the smell of fresh fruit and sweet cherry pie. The bread didn't smell quite as good as some of the bread he served at his restaurant, but it seemed fresh enough. The soup was the only real problem, but only because she had left the jar closed. He wasn't sure whether or not he'd be able to get it back open by himself. Lids could be notoriously difficult for a rat to handle.
Anyway, the rest of it was more than enough for one rat to eat. He took a few moments to taste a piece of the bread, nibble on one of the apples, and then break a piece of crust off the pie and use it to scoop up some of the cherry filling inside. It was all very tasty. Of course, the whole time he was quite aware that he was being watched expectantly.
"It's good," he finally announced, starting to relax just a little. She hadn't tried to pounce at him or anything while he was eating, so that was a good start.
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"Why don't you back up a bit?" he said and then waited until she had crept back far enough for his satisfaction. She didn't leave completely but seemed set on waiting to see if he was satisfied with her peace offering. Remy finally hopped down off the windowsill and carefully made his way towards the food that had been left. He could already smell that it wasn't poisoned, though he didn't expect it to be. It wasn't as if she'd known she was going to be offering it to a rat, after all. Amazingly, her offer seemed to be genuine. He sniffed at the food, his mouth watering at the smell of fresh fruit and sweet cherry pie. The bread didn't smell quite as good as some of the bread he served at his restaurant, but it seemed fresh enough. The soup was the only real problem, but only because she had left the jar closed. He wasn't sure whether or not he'd be able to get it back open by himself. Lids could be notoriously difficult for a rat to handle.
Anyway, the rest of it was more than enough for one rat to eat. He took a few moments to taste a piece of the bread, nibble on one of the apples, and then break a piece of crust off the pie and use it to scoop up some of the cherry filling inside. It was all very tasty. Of course, the whole time he was quite aware that he was being watched expectantly.
"It's good," he finally announced, starting to relax just a little. She hadn't tried to pounce at him or anything while he was eating, so that was a good start.