[At the word three, Calypso puts the flower in her mouth and chews. It really does taste bad, not exactly nothing, but not something either. She decides that it's the texture more than anything else that she'd taste.]
They really are tasteless.
[SHe wasn't expecting that actually. Everything was supposed to have a taste of something or another.]
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They really are tasteless.
[SHe wasn't expecting that actually. Everything was supposed to have a taste of something or another.]