[ Sylvain takes his own bite with a grin as Claude does, taking a moment to savor it. He gets hit with nearly the same reaction, and there's a grin on his lips. One of his favorite things about dishes outside of Faerghus was the array of spices and flavors. Not that his homeland didn't have delicious dishes, but they tended to be hearty and savory instead, and he had a weakness for experiencing new things.
He makes a sound of pleasure as he enjoys that delicious burn that probably borders on obscene, even if for once he hadn't intended that to be the case. It really was just that good. ]
Oh, we so have to try and steal this recipe. [ He stabs a second bite and pops it in his mouth, casting Claude a smirk. ] Maybe you should go try batting your eyes at them.
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He makes a sound of pleasure as he enjoys that delicious burn that probably borders on obscene, even if for once he hadn't intended that to be the case. It really was just that good. ]
Oh, we so have to try and steal this recipe. [ He stabs a second bite and pops it in his mouth, casting Claude a smirk. ] Maybe you should go try batting your eyes at them.