Right, right, we met... sort of. [Now he has to look up, not down!] I can't remember yours either, don't worry about it. I'm Héctor.

[The nice thing about both of them being normal sized is that they can shake hands!! He sticks out his hand, which looks a lot dirtier than it really is. That stain's never going to wash off his bones.]

Ah... no, no food at all, sorry. [Silly of him to bring it up, he supposes. But some people do carry around snacks! People with stomachs.] I don't even get hungry, so...