Noctisardor Bypass we can feel that time is dilated

he is clumsy as he barrels towards her, stopping when he reaches her side. luckily, he had not scared off the beetle that she'd been watching; but as he blinks from her to the direction she indicated, his gaze zeroes in on the red-black insect. he scrunches his nose, lowering his head a bit —

only to freeze when she tells him not to eat it.

bu! looks cru-chee! he loudly whispers to her, stumbling a bit over the word 'crunchy'.