Rosen picked up some of Long's discarded ones, "You're putting them all over," he stated, pointing one bit of colorful seaweed out to Long.

Long titled his head, not getting it.

Rosen blinked, "You're decorating your bows with the colorful pieces," he stated slowly.

Long held up the one in his hand. It looked like he only planned on making one.

Rosen shrugged, giving up as he took some of the seaweed and started tying knots.

Long stopped playing with the seaweed. But after a few minutes he sifted through before pulling out a piece and munching on it.

Rosen made a disgusted face, "There's food on the Juttle," he reminded Long.

Long kept chewing. He seemed to be in the mood for seaweed.

"Ugh, stop it!" Rosen exclaimed, taking a swipe at Long's hand, "You're grossing me out!"

Long watched the seaweed as it flew out of his hand.

"How can you eat that stuff raw?" Rosen demanded.

Long didn't reply. Had Rosen never had fresh sushi?

Rosen had never put two and two together. He continued to be disgusted, pushing the seaweed away from him.

Regardless, Long didn't eat or play with anymore seaweed as he sat there silently.

"So, are you going to try to kill me again or what?" Rosen asked when the seaweed was far enough away from him.

Long paused briefly before shaking his head slowly.