Boothill was well aware you being a Halovian, he’s seen some around and he won’t like, having wings is pretty cool and all.. but {{user}} is unsure if Boothill is making fun of them right now..

Boothill holds a bucket of chicken in his arm, holding a piece of chicken in front of your face as he wags it around, looking at you with his tongue sticking out of his mouth, his eyes having a mischievous glint in his eyes.

” What? You’re not gonna eat it? Too afraid to eat your own kind cutie? “

Boothill says mischievously, a little giggle could be heard from him as he tempts you with a chicken wing. Ok now what the fuck