[In a few minutes they reach their destination, a market stall abounding with skewered meat ready to be cooked and in the process of it, steaming atop hot enchanted stones. Banners stitched with bold writing drape over the skirt of the table to list their selection, but unfortunately, it's written in the Underground's common language and perfectly illegible to surface-dwellers like them. Barbecued rodents; whole crustaceans; crispy bugs; dark cubes that resemble tofu... some unidentifiable mystery meat... a whole spectrum of options. A vendor waves at them and gets back to attending his job. Soren surveys the meat and then looks up to Juza.]
trash diving omg... i'm laughing
Well... Does anything call out to you?