[ she had asked him that once, already. but this time isn't simply about tea time. this time, it's kept purposefully vague, because there's no real telling what manner of use she might have for him, not now when she's still just getting a feel for him and he himself has no direction other than forward.
he ducks his head, reaching out to help himself to one of the same type of sandwich she'd just indulged in. it's far smaller in his hands, possibly easily consumed in just one bite if he wanted. but he takes a small nibbling along a sharp corner all the same, as if just to test it out.
his expression isn't nearly as emphatic as hers, but she'd been right; it is a most delightful snack. ]
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he ducks his head, reaching out to help himself to one of the same type of sandwich she'd just indulged in. it's far smaller in his hands, possibly easily consumed in just one bite if he wanted. but he takes a small nibbling along a sharp corner all the same, as if just to test it out.
his expression isn't nearly as emphatic as hers, but she'd been right; it is a most delightful snack. ]
If you need me, I'll find a way to get to you.