[The fact that she claims he's polite is what makes his expression contort. Even he knows better than to say that about himself, joke or no. But he is handsome, oh, yes.
He also nearly asks who that was, but the opportunity slips away at her next statement. Humming, Sieghart pulls open a nearby drawer and plucks a tea spoon out from the bunch.]
This should do.
[Seeing the bottle in her hand, his expression lights up into a grin.]
[Now that he's here, he realizes how awkward this arrangement is; however, he can't well refuse after all the trouble Byleth's gone through to see it happen. There's a pregnant pause before he parts his lips.]
[When he closes his mouth over the spoon, any hesitation he has that moment melts away. A small blush crosses from his face and he lets out a faint hum of satisfaction as the flavor hits him.
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I'm enjoying my second-ever date.
We can do it again, if you like.
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Are you saying you wouldn't want to date me twice?
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I'm asking why you'd want to date me twice!]
No, not exactly . . .
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You're polite and handsome. Isn't that what most people look for?
[it sounds a little like she's teasing, but it's genuinely hard to tell. her thoughts only give a static image of some random guy?
she fishes the chocolate sauce down from a shelf.]
You can choose your preferred spoon.
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He also nearly asks who that was, but the opportunity slips away at her next statement. Humming, Sieghart pulls open a nearby drawer and plucks a tea spoon out from the bunch.]
This should do.
[Seeing the bottle in her hand, his expression lights up into a grin.]
Is that it?
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[she takes his chosen implement!]
Sure you don't want a bigger spoon?
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What are we waiting for? Let's sit down and get started.
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she goes out to the cafe area, and carefully pours a little teaspoon of sauce out.]
Say "ah".
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. . . Ah.
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even her face can't hide that she's clearly tickled by this absolutely bizarre arrangement.]
Yum yum.
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Yum yum . . . ]
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oh it was probably a little baby giggle, more breathed than noised.]
Should I get you some more?
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It's a date, Sieghart.
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This is so awkward!]
Then . . . I'll have just a few more.
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Just a few.
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Putting aside the questionable arrangement, this is heaven every time.]