[ There is a chair nearby that Mat can easily pull over, which Rhy will nod to.
He peers at Mat expectantly, a spark of genuine excitement when the pastry appears. He beams. No, probably no one will stop him from eating something sweet, but the food provided to him without needing to put in special requests with his friends has been rather bland.
A jam tart is excitement at its finest, in hospital. ]
Thank you, my friend. [ Rhy takes the pastry and immediately takes a big, unmannered bite, groaning softly at the buttery flakiness of the dough crunching delicately between his teeth. ] Oh, it's good to be alive, after all.
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He peers at Mat expectantly, a spark of genuine excitement when the pastry appears. He beams. No, probably no one will stop him from eating something sweet, but the food provided to him without needing to put in special requests with his friends has been rather bland.
A jam tart is excitement at its finest, in hospital. ]
Thank you, my friend. [ Rhy takes the pastry and immediately takes a big, unmannered bite, groaning softly at the buttery flakiness of the dough crunching delicately between his teeth. ] Oh, it's good to be alive, after all.