[Ferran makes a noncommittal noise. Sure, it's not the hardest thing to learn, but given that he'd never really held one, it was jarring.]

Not if you don't care about cutting yourself.

[There were already enough dangerous things aimed in his direction, thanks.]

No—they're these monsters about this tall, [he gestures at about three feet next to him] giant sharp teeth, look like they're made of polished rock. I guess technically a human sent them after me, but...

[Aha! Two whole noodles are steady on his chopsticks. He'll take the opportunity to finally have them.]