He nodded absently while she spoke, sauntering over to the half-eaten stack of pancakes with a small smile. "I just thought something had come up." He wasn't angry, not really. In fact, he was probably distressingly happy that she'd showed up at all.
Once the syrup came out, he blinked. "...oh?" He eyed the bottle curiously, putting a pancake onto each of two plates and then passing one over to April with a shrug.
"And what is it about it that is going to 'blow my mind', exactly?"
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