the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"I don't know - I think the usual stuff we have is quite decadent compared to what you can find in the other regions," Amhran admits with a smile, watching as Deimos combines the milk and heavy cream on the stovetop and, together, they wait for it to heat through. "What makes this different?" he wonders, though it doesn't take too much to guess given the piles of chopped up chocolate nearby.
Speaking of which, he nods eager agreement at the offer to help add it to the hot milk/cream, standing by patiently and, not knowing that saying very well, opting to keep a hawk eye on the saucepan, just in case he misses anything. "Hm? Oh, today I have been finishing a book I started and writing down a few thoughts about what happened over Leafchange. It has been nice to not have to be so vigilant for any more news of the void," he admits. "How about you, other than this?"
Speaking of which, he nods eager agreement at the offer to help add it to the hot milk/cream, standing by patiently and, not knowing that saying very well, opting to keep a hawk eye on the saucepan, just in case he misses anything. "Hm? Oh, today I have been finishing a book I started and writing down a few thoughts about what happened over Leafchange. It has been nice to not have to be so vigilant for any more news of the void," he admits. "How about you, other than this?"
