[ Both eyebrows shoot up nearly to his hairline when Reno holds up the pancake-peaches. He gingerly takes one from the stack as Natasha approaches with more commentary, and he lets out a huff. ]
You two are like magnets. It must be a redhaired-thing.
[ He's still fixated on this.
With a grin he pulls out the written incantation from an inner pocket of his cloak. He doesn't have it memorized, but he says the words with the right pronunciation to fix the mistake - and as the last word leaves his lips the peach begins to inflate from its flattened shape, until it appears normal again. ]
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You two are like magnets. It must be a redhaired-thing.
[ He's still fixated on this.
With a grin he pulls out the written incantation from an inner pocket of his cloak. He doesn't have it memorized, but he says the words with the right pronunciation to fix the mistake - and as the last word leaves his lips the peach begins to inflate from its flattened shape, until it appears normal again. ]