If not for the image inducer, Halbjorn would probably see her blush even through her fur. She squeezes his hand in response.
"Thanks..."
She runs a hand over her face and chomps away at some more garlic bread, grinning as the wings approach. "Alright, food's here."
As the multi-flavored platter is set down, she gestures to it overdramatically. "My exotic foreign casual lover, behold the bounty that America offers.
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