[Talent. Talent at being a blatant, ongoing tease, really.
Ooh. That was a slightly violent bite there. His eye flits between his cookie and the one Vietnam is holding, before repeating the nibbling motion down the opposite side, pausing just long enough to say:]
I've heard there's a fruit that produces a natural sort of milk. Harvest those, whip them up and you've got an alternative that doesn't require herding cows for the rest of our lives.
[Did you hear the screeching sound as he thoroughly derailed that line of conversation? He looks pretty amused with himself, at the very least, licking at a little pool of chocolate that is welling up from a crack in the cookie's chest.]
we'll see, we'll see...
Ooh. That was a slightly violent bite there. His eye flits between his cookie and the one Vietnam is holding, before repeating the nibbling motion down the opposite side, pausing just long enough to say:]
I've heard there's a fruit that produces a natural sort of milk. Harvest those, whip them up and you've got an alternative that doesn't require herding cows for the rest of our lives.
[Did you hear the screeching sound as he thoroughly derailed that line of conversation? He looks pretty amused with himself, at the very least, licking at a little pool of chocolate that is welling up from a crack in the cookie's chest.]