Social Class: Working
General Grasp of Etiquette: Uncultured Little Gremlin
Confidence in Social Situations: meh

In the past, eating for Yuri had been about conveying food to his mouth as quickly as possible - sating the gnawing in his stomach had been the aim, not impressing people with your manners - especially since more often than not eating for Yuri had involved wolfing down food from the butchers pig pens before the shop boy could chase him away with a broom. Since he had started school the speed with which he ate had slowed, there was less competition for the victuls on the laden tables and no shortage that necessitated the sort of speed eating of his past.

Yuri was in fact trying in this class- although his fork was currently held like a spear and his knife poised as he would hold a pen - a spoon having been the only implement he had ever attempted to use before the first day of this class.