Cute. Break's mouth twists into a nostalgic smile.
"Perhaps it is because I once felt the same about the situation, that I am able to recognize it," he admits, thinking fondly back to the days when Lady Shelly had caught on and immediately begun using apple turnovers to attempt to befriend her new pet feral swordsman. She would straight up plant plates of sweets in his favorite hidey-holes. Lady Shelly was something of a loon, and he misses her intensely. "Fortunately, I have found that...sooner or later one becomes grown up enough that the hurt caused by being seen as 'childish' is no longer greater than the joy of eating good cake whenever one wants it."
As something of a peace offering, Break removes his hand from his omen's shoulder long enough to reach into his coat and pull out a neatly wrapped berry hard candy and hold it out to her. He keeps pocket candies. They are less liable to be squished than pocket cake.
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"Perhaps it is because I once felt the same about the situation, that I am able to recognize it," he admits, thinking fondly back to the days when Lady Shelly had caught on and immediately begun using apple turnovers to attempt to befriend her new pet feral swordsman. She would straight up plant plates of sweets in his favorite hidey-holes. Lady Shelly was something of a loon, and he misses her intensely. "Fortunately, I have found that...sooner or later one becomes grown up enough that the hurt caused by being seen as 'childish' is no longer greater than the joy of eating good cake whenever one wants it."
As something of a peace offering, Break removes his hand from his omen's shoulder long enough to reach into his coat and pull out a neatly wrapped berry hard candy and hold it out to her. He keeps pocket candies. They are less liable to be squished than pocket cake.