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Ercnard Sieghart (
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Catch-all: Byleth
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ercnerd
2021-06-11 05:55 pm (UTC)
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. . . You ate the whole thing . . .
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And she did it with such quiet gusto.
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divineimpulse
2021-06-12 02:01 am (UTC)
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[oh
shit]
I'm sorry.
[...]
It was delicious.
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ercnerd
2021-06-12 05:17 am (UTC)
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I'm sure it was.
Don't sweat it. I can always make another one.
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divineimpulse
2021-06-12 05:38 am (UTC)
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Let me make it up to you.
[the tea is finished brewing. she removes the pot, and pours two long, dark cups, passing one to sieg.]
Honeyed fruit blend.
Almost as sweet as your sandwich.
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ercnerd
2021-06-12 05:42 am (UTC)
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Oh, thanks.
[
He takes the cup, whiffs the sweet aroma wafting from it, and treats himself to a sip. His eyes widen as he lowers the cup.
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Hey, not bad! I could get used to this.
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divineimpulse
2021-06-12 05:55 am (UTC)
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[well
she can't help but smile at his enthusiastic reaction to her pick.]
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ercnerd
2021-06-12 09:35 pm (UTC)
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[
Partaking of the tea, he glances at the stick in Byleth's grasp between sips.
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How about making your own now?
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divineimpulse
2021-06-13 01:58 am (UTC)
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[!
right. she sets the tea down, somehow balanced on the log, and starts arming herself with stick and mallow.
time to roast this sucker.
she's taking this very seriously, rolling it like a rotisserie chicken.]
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ercnerd
2021-06-13 06:27 am (UTC)
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She's taking it
very
seriously.
Well, far be it from him to break her concentration. He's going to enjoy this tea while she focuses on cooking her marshmallow.
]
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divineimpulse
2021-06-13 07:00 am (UTC)
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[the marshmallow is browning slowly. byleth is pleased with her progress, and adjusts it, ever so slightly.
the marshmallow lights on fire.
she frowns. and removes it.
...]
Nothing wrong with a little crunch.
[she transfers it to the graham cracker and chocolate, as sieg showed, and sandwiches that shit, passing it over.]
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ercnerd
2021-06-13 11:15 pm (UTC)
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[
Attagirl.
His expression and eyes both brighten at the finished product.
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Is this for me?
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divineimpulse
2021-06-13 11:42 pm (UTC)
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Since I ate yours.
[completely and without stopping to ask if you'd actually wanted some.
she proffers the whole thing out to him.]
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ercnerd
2021-06-14 12:22 am (UTC)
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Then I'll just have to graciously accept it.
[
She spoils him. He frees one hand from the cup in his grasp to receive the s'more, out of which he proceeds to take a bite. Of course, he swallows before saying anything.
]
Mm, that's the way it should be!
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divineimpulse
2021-06-14 12:28 am (UTC)
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[his joy over tea and smore is really the best. she glows with the muted flare of a tealight.]
I'm glad.
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ercnerd
2021-06-14 06:02 pm (UTC)
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It's the little things that matter. He sips the tea, washing down the sticky sweet.
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You don't say much, do you?
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divineimpulse
2021-06-15 03:16 am (UTC)
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[oh.
she shakes her head, a little less bright.]
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ercnerd
2021-06-15 04:46 am (UTC)
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[
He smiles against the s'more as he brings it up for another bite.
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Relax. I don't mean that as criticism. There's nothing wrong with a little brevity.
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divineimpulse
2021-06-15 05:41 am (UTC)
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...Thank you.
[she drinks her tea.]
I'm trying to be more talkative.
[it always makes her oddly self-conscious of the fact that she isn't.]
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[And she did it with such quiet gusto.]
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shit]
I'm sorry.
[...]
It was delicious.
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Don't sweat it. I can always make another one.
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[the tea is finished brewing. she removes the pot, and pours two long, dark cups, passing one to sieg.]
Honeyed fruit blend.
Almost as sweet as your sandwich.
no subject
[He takes the cup, whiffs the sweet aroma wafting from it, and treats himself to a sip. His eyes widen as he lowers the cup.]
Hey, not bad! I could get used to this.
no subject
she can't help but smile at his enthusiastic reaction to her pick.]
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How about making your own now?
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right. she sets the tea down, somehow balanced on the log, and starts arming herself with stick and mallow.
time to roast this sucker.
she's taking this very seriously, rolling it like a rotisserie chicken.]
no subject
Well, far be it from him to break her concentration. He's going to enjoy this tea while she focuses on cooking her marshmallow.]
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the marshmallow lights on fire.
she frowns. and removes it.
...]
Nothing wrong with a little crunch.
[she transfers it to the graham cracker and chocolate, as sieg showed, and sandwiches that shit, passing it over.]
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His expression and eyes both brighten at the finished product.]
Is this for me?
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[completely and without stopping to ask if you'd actually wanted some.
she proffers the whole thing out to him.]
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[She spoils him. He frees one hand from the cup in his grasp to receive the s'more, out of which he proceeds to take a bite. Of course, he swallows before saying anything.]
Mm, that's the way it should be!
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I'm glad.
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You don't say much, do you?
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she shakes her head, a little less bright.]
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Relax. I don't mean that as criticism. There's nothing wrong with a little brevity.
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[she drinks her tea.]
I'm trying to be more talkative.
[it always makes her oddly self-conscious of the fact that she isn't.]