Soup sounds good to me. [He crouches down and gives Angelina a little pat on the head.] You can have the carrot scraps, how about that?
[Satisfied, he meanders into the kitchen, washing his hands diligently before routing around for some vegetables. Some potatoes, carrots, and celery are all pulled out before he finally thinks to turn to Wolfwood.]
Uh, what kind of soup were you thinking?
[No, he hasn't forgotten that there's a conversation to be had, but it can wait. It's important, but not so important that he needs to blindside Wolfwood the second he walks in the door.]
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Date: 2024-02-26 02:48 am (UTC)[Satisfied, he meanders into the kitchen, washing his hands diligently before routing around for some vegetables. Some potatoes, carrots, and celery are all pulled out before he finally thinks to turn to Wolfwood.]
Uh, what kind of soup were you thinking?
[No, he hasn't forgotten that there's a conversation to be had, but it can wait. It's important, but not so important that he needs to blindside Wolfwood the second he walks in the door.]