The icing on your cake, the cherry on the top
It's a good thing the orange juice hasn't arrived yet because he surely would have been sipping on it and done a spit take at the insane comparison Flora makes. As it is his spit nearly threatens to do him in instead, forcing him to turn a cough or two into his shoulder. "What!?" he manages to squeak out before fully recovering. Had it ended there he might have thought her to be serious about considering her family to be like The Family, but the humorous curl that finds her and the ridiculous question that follows swiftly reassures him that she hasn't completely lost her mind.
"Oh, no, you're definitely out of this world," he asserts with no room for doubt, a grin streaking in at the cheese. Alien parents and a god present for her conception, she's got a touch of something to be sure. "Although you've clearly never driven a spaceship with the questionable way you pilot the Sugar Tide sometimes," he can't help but to tease in return. Their drinks do arrive this time, his in a glass and hers in a pitcher, which he supposes would be a swimming pool size for certain creatures.
"Did you decide what to eat or is this all too Caido-specific and lacking stardust?"
"Oh, no, you're definitely out of this world," he asserts with no room for doubt, a grin streaking in at the cheese. Alien parents and a god present for her conception, she's got a touch of something to be sure. "Although you've clearly never driven a spaceship with the questionable way you pilot the Sugar Tide sometimes," he can't help but to tease in return. Their drinks do arrive this time, his in a glass and hers in a pitcher, which he supposes would be a swimming pool size for certain creatures.
"Did you decide what to eat or is this all too Caido-specific and lacking stardust?"
Kaisel
The perfect mix of Saturday night and the rest of your life
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
