[There's just something about the way Sylvain reacts that makes Olivine feel so... warmly comfortable. It's familiar, not unlike his other friends, and really, he might have had something to say if not for the tug at his hair, soft yelp muted in the redhead's lips. He can't help but finally laugh in turn when the other speaks.]
Well, if that's the case, I still haven't spoiled my appetite...
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Well, if that's the case, I still haven't spoiled my appetite...