It was a little past midday. I was hungry.
Time for more meat!
I made my way back to the stores. My body was moving without much effort and the pain was almost gone, but the armor was making little metallic sounds when I moved. Maybe some parts of it were made of metal? I couldn't see any though.
I tried food from three different stores but none of their food even compared to the food I had this morning. Without further ado, I headed to the place I'd eaten this morning and saw that the owner was in the middle of packing up.
"Hey old man, wait!"
"Oh it's you! Wow! You really look the part now!"
I can't blame you. I know I look amazing!
With my chest puffed high, I chatted with him while he made skewered meat.
"The shop you suggested was really something. Thank you for that advice too."
"You almost fell huh?" This geezer was felt similar to the old man. But at least this one had some sense of humor, albeit in a very weird sense.
