[...ah. He should have expected this; the proffered cookie, the look in Joseph's eyes...he's certainly an unpredictable little character. Laughing softly, again, Sycamore leans forward and takes a neat bite of that cookie, gently brushing against Joseph's lips as he does so.]
It's good.
[He'll (mostly) swallow it before he says that - no need to be rude!]
Do you still think I'm mocking you...? Because I promise, I'm not.
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It's good.
[He'll (mostly) swallow it before he says that - no need to be rude!]
Do you still think I'm mocking you...? Because I promise, I'm not.