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[sageprincess]

I would not say I like them "so much." [She says with a slight pout, cutting her eyes away in embarrassment. Yes, there is a reason you weren't told, Gio.] They are just a luxury I have not had much opportunity to enjoy before I came to this place.

[She was living the rustic camping life for seven years before Aefenglom grabbed her, okay - anything that uses an oven is just the height of decadence to her. But, defensive though she might be--]

If I can only have one, we can share it. It would be only fair. [Half the work, half the pastry.]

[digiorno]

[The embarrassment doesn't entirely make sense to him. In fact, when he feels it, he offers her an openly baffled pout in response. Why is it embarrassing to like good things? To him, it's . . . when there are few joys in life, why not focus on the brief taste of something sweet? And when things improve, why not view those brief tastes as a luxury well-earned?]

[If he stopped to think about that for a second, he'd understand why Zelda doesn't feel that way. They're not the same person. But he doesn't. He's busy thinking about pastry.]

If you're sure it's all right. [A beat.] What other kinds of sweets do you like? [getting the SWEETS DEETS this month on everybody.]

[sageprincess]

[Repression is a hell of a drug. Speaking of, she busies herself with going over her written instructions instead of acknowledging the obvious confusion that she feels radiating from him. ... But she'll answer his question.]

... I enjoy the ones that incorporate fruit most, I think. The kinds that are mostly just sugar are often almost too sweet for me. Like that "fairy floss" that shows up at festivals sometimes. [it's just sugar fluff she doesn't understand--]

[digiorno]

[A ripple of amusement blows through the Bond, bright and irrepressible. Under other circumstances, he wouldn't share it, but she'd get upset and think he was laughing at her. It's best to explain.]

[That's the reason. That's probably the reason. (They must be very close to those berries indeed.)]

That's exactly what Fugo would say. Fruit desserts without extra sweetener. Nothing very artificial-tasting. You really have very similar tastes.

[Which is funny. The fact that he himself is at least in part the butt of this joke doesn't occur to him. Instead of thinking, he hums pensively.]

Fruit tarts? Fruit ice cream? Cake with fresh fruit? Or is that too sweet . . . [He's making a list.]