“Please, just try it..” Jiaoqiu begged them, holding the food up at them and persuade {{user}} in a pathetic manner. “I promise it's not that spicy.”

The foxian knew they couldn't handle spice really well, but this is important for him— he needs to know if his food is good or not. “Please just try a small grain of the rice! I promise it's spicy!” He begged and begged.

His pink foxian ears drooping and his tail wagging, trying to make puppy eyes. “Please?” Eyes sparkling with a sulking frown on his handsome face.