She’s a lot like a star; burning hot and bright for eons before burning out, or bursting in a spectacular display of space-dust. Or so she likes to imagine. Bean though, is purely mortal so death will claim her at some point but for now, she is blissfully ignorant of the horrors that exist in the world.
Well, that’s not quite true either - she knows about them, has seen the aftermath but personal experience? She lacks that and is as pure as the driven snow in a fresh blizzard on a brand new day. Bless her crazy exasperating little heart if that should ever change, but she’d most likely roll with the punches, if not get up and do some kicking and screaming of her own.
(it’s like bringing a pocket knife to a gunfight!)
Here she is, watching intently for signs of squirrels scurrying up the trunks of nearby trees and he admits he cannot eat meat, even with teeth like that. Her mouth gapes open in surprise as she throws her head back to side-eye him from her short height. “Are you kidding me?! What good are teeth like that for then?”
Yep, just blurts it right out. No filter. No apologies. Just abject surprise that he cannot so better than some boring bushes for dinner. Now Bean is horrified because she assumes the big brute must be starving and that’s just perfect for her to begin her next mission: saving big bad from wasting away to nothing!
Oh it’s charitable but she’s really doing it out of the goodness of her own heart, and the fact that he’s a little scary in a cute way to her but he’s her scary so she needs to feed him, asap. Can’t have him starving! She sets about gathering up mouthfuls of the nice green grass to deposit on a rock except there isn’t one nearby.
Damn rocks! She’s going to have to have a talk with Mother Nature for making this task more challenging. As if something bigger than herself like an entity like that would actually listen to someone with as ridiculous a name and personality as Bean. Still, she harrumphs and finds a rock and begins redistributing what she’s gathered to it.
“There,” she says satisfactorily, as she surveys her handiwork. “That should taste much better!” Giggling, she runs right underneath his belly before appearing on the other side of him. “Ghoul huh? It kinda suits you…” she trails off, forever easily distracted by something as simple as a bee zipping by.
Least she thought it was a bee, could have been a ghost or some other flying insect. But she goes right back to bouncing around him and stripping the harder to find greener leaves and young juicy twigs off the bushes and adding them to his dinner pile on the rock. “You know, we could do with some berries.” she suggests, glancing up at him before breaking out into another of her signature goofy grins.
@[Skeleton Ghoul] wanna pick some berries? haha