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I do enjoy it quite a lot!

[ setting the cut sandwiches to the side ]

Actually, while I was looking up recipes, I found this recipe for coffee, so I thought it would be fun to try it. I hope you like milk with your coffee, though.

I do enjoy coffee in a variety of ways. You will find I'm not purist.

Quite kind of you to treat me so well though.

It's only well if it tastes good—this is my first time, after all.

[ but he is getting a carton of milk to open it, pouring the milk into the glasses first rather than the coffee

and instead of actual like, dark coffee liquid he's actually putting a golden brown sort of foam, scraping it from a mixing bowl to carefully put atop the foam before carefully setting one of the drinks down on the counter near cosmo, with one for himself ]

In a way, you could say you're testing my experiment. Though, I'm having some too.

My it looks interesting. Like a dessert.

[He will give it a try though, and with a delightful surprised expression.]

It's quite good.

Its taste mellows out when you stir it, or so I've read!

[ then, pushing a plate of cut sandwich to him ]

Since you didn't have any preferences, I decided to try my hand at this, too. I'll be going on a date later today, but there's still a little time before then—so please try this out, too.

[He absolutely stirs it!]

Ah... Much more mellow you are right.

I hope I am not interrupting your day's plans!

No no, I'm the one who invited you, after all.

[ taking a sip of his own drink. oh! stirring it too ]

Thank you for coming by on such short notice, really.

[He will examine the sandwiches though not eat yet, just enjoying the fluffy coffee.]

Speaking of that, was there something I could do for you? Not that I am opposed to passing time in pleasurable company regardless.

Besides pleasant conversation, you mean?

I can do my best to provide that.

I have wished to get to know you better.

I'm glad to hear. I've wished to get to know you better, too—though I will admit, I have a secondary interest as well. I hope you don't mind.

Not at all, please do tell.

[ bringing up his hand to brush his sidebang, as though to adjust it, index and middle finger pressed together while he idly messes with his hair ]

It's just one thing, really.

[over from the lobby, casually mind crushing cosmo's conviction to not tell the truth]

[Thanks!]

Hm? What is it?

Is Thancred-san with you?

[Well if he answers that then his entire ruse is up for good but... Honestly he doesn't feel like lying about it?]

Not that I am aware of.

That's a relief to hear—ah, though I won't be telling people that needlessly, don't you worry. I was only curious.

[ swirling his cup in his hand, watching the coffee foam mix with the milk ]

Hmph.

[He laughs, sips his coffee.]

Needlessly? How do you define that.

I suppose that depends on you, really. Who are you hiding yourself from?

Your unitmate of course. I do assume he's the reason you're asking.

By no means—it's something I've independently done.

Still, what reason would you do that for? Are our units not already bound together by Artemis-san and Bordeaux-san's love?

Twofold I suppose. He is not the only thorn in my side, and there is no telling when one of his allies might appear. And, perhaps chiefly, spite.

[Are we just ruining our entire everything? It seems we are! It's that kind of day I guess! He leans his chin on his hand.]

If not for him, why do you ask?

For my own satisfaction, naturally.

I wanted to know more about the person who cut my precious unitmate's heart so deeply, who would twist the knife afterwards—the clever villain that could best that person is worthy of my attention.

[ setting down the glass, and reaching for the picnic basket ]

What would you do, if you saw someone that might be a threat? You'd investigate them, wouldn't you?

[He laughs, softly, and picks up a sandwich.]

Naturally. Though, villain is it? I suppose. Though I am not yet where I would like to own the title openly.

[He will take a bite, because casually discussing this is fine. Fuck it.]

Did he cry? Look sad and forlorn? Really I hardly know the man. I did hope to leave him torn, but I cannot fully anticipate how successful I was.

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