Yo. Name's Kurosaki Ichigo. I'm the Substitute Shinigami of Karakura Town. How's it going?
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"It’s in Japan. And yeah…there’s food. But you’re not eating people, if that’s your main diet. Wouldn’t work out for you. Or me. Mostly me."
Vari paused in his kneading of the shirt. “Hmm…? How come?” The little one’s stomach growled and he looked down at it, then back to Ichigo.
"Because people don’t take to kindly when ya try to east them."
Scritching at his chin with a clawed foot, Vari hissed, “I don’t eat people. That’s not my subspecies’ way. Others like me would, however.” He sounded quite serious about the whole eating people bit—it seemed to make him angry, even.
"Okay…so…some chicken, then? Maybe a burger?"
"Burger? What is that? Chicken is a…. an avian, right?" Vari tried, wondering if he was getting this human thing down right.
"Burger is made of beef, which comes from a cow. And chicken is a bird but it really can’t fly."