[ It's not suitable tea-service etiquette to play with your food. Yet neither is the way he licks his fork free of the icing left from it's rendezvous with a pastry who hardly came out looking half as pretty. A thoughtful hum of consideration follows on the heels of Dazai taking the fork into his mouth, only to eventually draw it out clean and good as new. The playful act is a sharp contrast from the weight of a mood present in the air just moments ago, but that may very well be the point. ]
But I am growing a little fond of something sweeter.
[ A smile that may be a bit forced etches itself into his features, but despite that it does the very best to remain steadfastly secure in where it's settled. ]
How about you, Linneus? I'm curious what you prefer.
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But I am growing a little fond of something sweeter.
[ A smile that may be a bit forced etches itself into his features, but despite that it does the very best to remain steadfastly secure in where it's settled. ]
How about you, Linneus? I'm curious what you prefer.