All right, he is a bit.] It's -- there's a process here that I'm trying to relate --
[He tilts his head at her expression, unable to tamp his curiousity down.] Hot chocolate? It smells like milk. [Ah, it must have been something she made in the Horizon. With the mention of Nadine, any potential cross-ness evaporates. Their last encounter, after all, was a warm one.
He grabs the mugs as ordered, peering over her shoulder. Closer, he can smell more of it. And it is... sweet. Like a cake. It's a good night for something hot, with the cold creeping in.] If it's this good, surely it will help stoke my creative fires. And you found this in the markets, really?
[He wouldn't know what to look for. He's come to terms that plenty of the things in the Horizon are not things they can find here, in this world. Reaching over her shoulder, he pokes a finger in -- and hisses, jerking it out.] Ow. Oh. Ooh, you weren't kidding about the hot part.
[Still, he sucks it off his finger. That. That. Now that is intriguing.]
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All right, he is a bit.] It's -- there's a process here that I'm trying to relate --
[He tilts his head at her expression, unable to tamp his curiousity down.] Hot chocolate? It smells like milk. [Ah, it must have been something she made in the Horizon. With the mention of Nadine, any potential cross-ness evaporates. Their last encounter, after all, was a warm one.
He grabs the mugs as ordered, peering over her shoulder. Closer, he can smell more of it. And it is... sweet. Like a cake. It's a good night for something hot, with the cold creeping in.] If it's this good, surely it will help stoke my creative fires. And you found this in the markets, really?
[He wouldn't know what to look for. He's come to terms that plenty of the things in the Horizon are not things they can find here, in this world. Reaching over her shoulder, he pokes a finger in -- and hisses, jerking it out.] Ow. Oh. Ooh, you weren't kidding about the hot part.
[Still, he sucks it off his finger. That. That. Now that is intriguing.]