stares at Feli. "What."

stops humming and jumps. His eyes go wide as he spots Gilbert. "Oh, er.. Ciao, Gilbert..!"

suspicious. He goes over and inspects the pasta. "...Is this the pasta West gave you." It's not a question. It's a demand.

((Don't you mean "statement?" >.>; xD ))

freezes. "Uh.. Er.. Yes?" His voice goes higher as he talks, quite afraid at the moment.

narrows his eyes at Feli, moving closer to him. "Are you...*lying*?" He asks seriously. Because this is serious business.

((Ah, I guess I mean questioningly demands? IDK~))

back up against the counter beside the stove, trying to get away from him. "Er, uh, No?!" He squeaks even higher than before..."Please_

don't hurt meeee!!"

doesn't believe him. "Why did West tell you?" He asks. But, more importantly, "Do you know where the beer is!?"

jumps, "I have no idea where the beer is. And I dunno why he told me! I just was excited I had pasta..."

grabs onto Feli. "MAKE him tell you where the beer is! I NEED it! Or I will DIE." No, he's not desperate...

squeaks completely terrified! "How can I make him do that?! He'll know it's not for me I'm asking!" He's surprised he even thought of that_

while being so afraid.

...didn't think of that. He curses loudly, letting go of Feli.

places his one hand over his racing heart. He was gasping for breath.

crosses his arms, grumpily. "Damn West. Damn his stupid diet. Damn his fucking *light beer*."

flinches with each sentence. "I-I'm sorry?" He squeaks trying to calm Gilbert down.

not calmed down. "I'll just *steal* his money and *buy* normal beer!"

blinks. "I wonder if that would work..." Knowing Ludwig it wouldn't. He feared for Gilbert's life, to be honest.

scoffs. "Of course it'll work! I'm *awesome*." ...and just a little bit desperate for beer.

shakes his head wanting to giggle. "Well, good luck then, though I warn you. Ludwig's caught me every time I tried to do things!"

raised Ludwig! He knows what traps to look out for!

he'll need all the luck he can get!