[ How does 'kiosk' equate to enchantment, exactly....? He's truly too much of a sci-fi nerd at heart to consider the way it might sound like some sort of spell.
There's not much time to ponder her leap of logic when she's adamantly looking at the candy bar still in his hand, a reminder of his earlier promise to poison-test for her. He blinks at the reminder, hand jerking back into motion as he works on peeling apart the wrapper. (Once again, he wonders what sort of life she must have lived for her first reaction towards strange foods to be one of distrust.) ]
Right. One moment.
[ More like a few moments to tug the wrapper off partway so he can take a bite, chew, and then swallow before looking over expectantly at her. ]
Would you like to wait to ensure that there isn't some sort of slow-acting poison inside? [ These are words that have never left his mouth before. ] There's no library around here, I'm afraid, but we can head towards the kiosk rather than just stand around.
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There's not much time to ponder her leap of logic when she's adamantly looking at the candy bar still in his hand, a reminder of his earlier promise to poison-test for her. He blinks at the reminder, hand jerking back into motion as he works on peeling apart the wrapper. (Once again, he wonders what sort of life she must have lived for her first reaction towards strange foods to be one of distrust.) ]
Right. One moment.
[ More like a few moments to tug the wrapper off partway so he can take a bite, chew, and then swallow before looking over expectantly at her. ]
Would you like to wait to ensure that there isn't some sort of slow-acting poison inside? [ These are words that have never left his mouth before. ] There's no library around here, I'm afraid, but we can head towards the kiosk rather than just stand around.