Palamedes likes to finish the arduous process of eating food as hastily as possible, most times, so Abigail is very caring, but also his number one nemesis. Still, she's pleased enough to give him a "snack pack" to squirrel away in his office, so he's just walked it back by the time Midoriya arrives.
"Oh, there you are." Looking... less than ideal, but he can be delicate when the situation calls for it. He gestures at the two big, squishy armchairs that fill most of the space in front of his office desk. "Make yourself comfortable; let me unwrap this snack thing."
It's in a neat little box and everything, not unlike a proper bento, if a proper bento were made solely out of, it looks like, bite-sized finger foods? The box is small but the selection still ranges from a few fresh fruits, crackers, and sweets - things to be carried around that won't spoil too suddenly, if someone happens to forgo eating for A While during the day.
This he sets on the office desk, which he leans back against in lieu of sitting in the creaky desk chair. So.
"So, your friend. Do you want to tell me about them?"
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"Oh, there you are." Looking... less than ideal, but he can be delicate when the situation calls for it. He gestures at the two big, squishy armchairs that fill most of the space in front of his office desk. "Make yourself comfortable; let me unwrap this snack thing."
It's in a neat little box and everything, not unlike a proper bento, if a proper bento were made solely out of, it looks like, bite-sized finger foods? The box is small but the selection still ranges from a few fresh fruits, crackers, and sweets - things to be carried around that won't spoil too suddenly, if someone happens to forgo eating for A While during the day.
This he sets on the office desk, which he leans back against in lieu of sitting in the creaky desk chair. So.
"So, your friend. Do you want to tell me about them?"