The man was wearing an orange shirt with a green cargo vest over it. Right now, he was working at a massive soup pot over a miniature burner. The food smelt so good, and you were so hungry after all this time in the forest. Throwing caution to the wind, you approach the man and wave your arms excitably, trying to get his attention.
After minutes of trying, you feel like your efforts are getting you nowhere as the giant man still hasn't noticed you. You rest your hands on your knees and catch your breath. "Huh?" You hear above you. You look up and see that he's finally looking at you (you think). Still winded, all you can do is give him a small wave.
Rather than acknowledge you, the giant instead rummages through his bag for a bit before pulling out a handheld magnifying glass, which he uses to give you a look over. "Amazing. Are you really a tiny human?" He speaks in a gravelly voice.
"Yes, but I don't know how, can you please help me?"
"Sure. Anything to help someone in need." You both pause as your stomach grumbles load enough for even him to hear it. "I guess you're hungry huh?" You nod in response with a blush forming on your face. "Here then, let me see what I can do." He goes through his supplies again and pulls out a tablespoon. He stuck it in the soup and pulled out a spoonful before setting it on the ground next to you. It was the size of a bowl for how you are now.
"Sorry I can't give you something to eat with." Rather then say something to assure him, you instead dig right in and slurp the broth, burning your mouth in the process. "Careful, it's hot." You blow on your spoon trying to cool it off. "By the way, my name's Brock."
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