"You said a couple of things. One, where you didn't drink as much because it'd loosen your tongue." She tilted her head, watching him. "But it sounded as if...you wanted to keep him company in case he got in trouble."
She smiled at him. "I guess I'm not hearing things right, huh."
"You're very welcome. These are chocolate chip. And Anduin makes a variant of them- he works in the chapel. We've been trying to think of sweets to make for people who come by. I'm sure he'd love some suggestions."
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Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 03:42 am (UTC)She smiled at him. "I guess I'm not hearing things right, huh."
Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 03:50 am (UTC)"These are wonderful sweet - what did you call them? Cookies. Thank you."
Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 03:58 am (UTC)Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 06:21 pm (UTC)Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 09:53 pm (UTC)Her smile was warm as she stood up. "You can just leave the basket by the Greenhouse Entry. Or keep it, if you'd like."
Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-15 09:55 pm (UTC)He nods once. "Of course."
And he takes the basket and stands.
Re: audio
Date: 2025-02-19 01:36 am (UTC)"Take care Iago. Hope to see you around!"
And she trotted off, leaving him with his baked goods feast.