Just smile and be happy.
Zavien was disappointed to notice Boreal's absence, but the prospect of more food for his eager belly quickly dispelled those feelings. "Happy new year! I hope this year brings plenty of good memories and the destruction of the Void!" He laughed lightly and ducked as the flaming marshmallow strayed close to his head. It nearly caught on his makeshift turban, but Tal seemed to put out the fire quick enough and the near-disastrous event was promptly ignored.
The charred smell of the sugar would have disgusted most people, however, Zavien wasn't most people. With a smile that rivaled the lava's brightness, he practically snatched the s'more from his friend's grasp the moment it was assembled. "As a matter of fact, the burnt ones are my favorite. They add a whole other depth of flavor." Like a fool, Zavien didn't hesitate to throw the treat in his mouth, having to afhgashthatlad his way past the first few seconds before being able to taste the melting sugar through the blistering of his mouth. It didn't stop the overjoyed smile plastered stupidly to his face or the moan of appreciation. His green eyes glowed in excitement. "I'm definitely not complaining. Make as many as you need." He winked playfully at the Captain. To further show his contentment in eating each and every marshmallow, Zavien took a seat a short distance from the bubbling stream of lava. "What are you making them for, anyways?"
The charred smell of the sugar would have disgusted most people, however, Zavien wasn't most people. With a smile that rivaled the lava's brightness, he practically snatched the s'more from his friend's grasp the moment it was assembled. "As a matter of fact, the burnt ones are my favorite. They add a whole other depth of flavor." Like a fool, Zavien didn't hesitate to throw the treat in his mouth, having to afhgashthatlad his way past the first few seconds before being able to taste the melting sugar through the blistering of his mouth. It didn't stop the overjoyed smile plastered stupidly to his face or the moan of appreciation. His green eyes glowed in excitement. "I'm definitely not complaining. Make as many as you need." He winked playfully at the Captain. To further show his contentment in eating each and every marshmallow, Zavien took a seat a short distance from the bubbling stream of lava. "What are you making them for, anyways?"
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