[ ADRA WOULD AGREE ... but he can be a hypocrite, too. Especially when it came to anything approaching intimacy.
He eats another truffle, and then another, before saying anything more. The roof of his mouth, his tongue, his throat--they're all burning. But his ears are pricked forward, his eyes are bright with contentment. He can't remember the last time he had such a treat. ]
I love them. I could eat ten boxes at once.
[ And he'd like to eat the rest of this batch, too, but he'll restrain himself. Instead, he reaches for Asuna, for her hand. ]
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He eats another truffle, and then another, before saying anything more. The roof of his mouth, his tongue, his throat--they're all burning. But his ears are pricked forward, his eyes are bright with contentment. He can't remember the last time he had such a treat. ]
I love them. I could eat ten boxes at once.
[ And he'd like to eat the rest of this batch, too, but he'll restrain himself. Instead, he reaches for Asuna, for her hand. ]
You're a good, kind girl. Thank you.