[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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. . . 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.]