Double post, ze. To lazy to delete it, ze. Usin' a mobile device, ze.
Rokunam took a firm grasp of the dishes given to him. Having only two very flexible fingers rather than five boney ones including an opposable thumb, still made Rokunam able to do tasks others could do (besides count to 10, which may or may not have factored into his math impairment), it was still difficult to carry dishes in seperate hands, the way the weight was dispersed requiring a thumb.
Carefully making his way to a table, like an old man or child in need of assistance, he placed his food down on it's surface, and met his next challenge. A chair and table. Let's just say his butt wasn't exactly meant for sitting on, as it wasn't nearly as cushiony nor full as other humanoids. Not to mention once he sat down, he'd have an awkward time eating, as his neck wasn't positioned in the same way as others, and was much longer, and with the way his head was positioned, it'd be closer to the table.
Nonetheless, somehow Rokunam managed.
"Need a lil' help there, ze?" Maria called to the Exburnan, despite him being only a few feet away from her. "It is managing well," Rokunam responded. Turning to the food, having just finished her pastry, she decided to help herself to soup. "Well, I gotta say, this food looks great, y'all better eat before I 'ave it all, ze. Bet I can eat more than the rest of y'all combined, 'cludin' that Furnak, ze." She brought her soup and another pastry up to the table right next to the only human in the room, not to mention the only boy in the room who didn't look like a monster.
"So," she asked him, "Where'd 'ya the game, ze? I'm up for any challenge, ze!" She eagerly ate her soup an examined the many creatures in the room. "So, y'all wanna introduce y'selves, ze? Maybe if 'ya aint got no stuff t'do, then we can all play somethin' together, whadya think, ze?" She was certainly an energetic one, no one could possibly deny that. "M'name's Maria, an ordinary magician, ze!" she introduced herself, "Not t'mention I'm a professional, a professional pyrotechnic slash demo-girl dat is, ze! What makes me a good Demoman, ze? If I was a bad Demoman, I wudn't be sittin' 'ere, discussin' it with 'ya now, would I, ze?"