[There's a soft purr at that, head tilting against the nuzzling quick as it is. Even as Soy pulls away and settles down at his side, Bardo leans against him, tail curling about waist in the absence of another tail to twine with happily.]
I'm sure it would be delicious no matter what you made. [There's a quick grin, teasing, and then he ducks down to pull away the paper, careful to mind his claws.] How was your shift?
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I'm sure it would be delicious no matter what you made. [There's a quick grin, teasing, and then he ducks down to pull away the paper, careful to mind his claws.] How was your shift?