[ It gets to be a chocolate cake because they are superior. She savors the first bite, eyes closing with contentment as the rich flavor of the cake settles on her tongue.
She looks over at Dokja curiously when he calls her kind. It's a bit of an odd compliment... but "kind" is better than "cute," so she doesn't try to refute it. ]
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She looks over at Dokja curiously when he calls her kind. It's a bit of an odd compliment... but "kind" is better than "cute," so she doesn't try to refute it. ]
You make it sound like I was a mean child.
[ But she smiles, showing no offense taken. ]
Were you very different when you were seventeen?