// All I want is champagne and sunshine //
His gaze falls to the object Melita holds out on her hand, unwrapping it with a certainty that leaves him on the edge of a breath to see it. With a mild flourish her hand pulls back, revealing a...chocolate rabbit? A moving, chocolate rabbit. "Whoa!" he offers alongside her gasp as the first hopes snare them both into its magic. He extends his hand without delay, grin growing wider still as it springs around his palm. "Hopefully he doesn't melt out here, would be cool if you can always have him." Iskra's features wrinkle a touch. Since they're in a desert and all, seems like a real possibility.
Warily watching over the rabbit as they meander towards the duck hook game, he's more than happy to turn its livelihood back over to her and focus instead on being the snack guardian. Which means she is freely offered more as they settle, evaluating the rigged, probably, game. "Mabe," he mutters, muffled around another bite, as he observes the game in full. Putting his bag of popcorn in the press of his arm to his body, he offers the carnie some coins in exchange for a hook pole for the each of them. "You should have this one easy," he asserts, since she's the queen of ducks after all.
Warily watching over the rabbit as they meander towards the duck hook game, he's more than happy to turn its livelihood back over to her and focus instead on being the snack guardian. Which means she is freely offered more as they settle, evaluating the rigged, probably, game. "Mabe," he mutters, muffled around another bite, as he observes the game in full. Putting his bag of popcorn in the press of his arm to his body, he offers the carnie some coins in exchange for a hook pole for the each of them. "You should have this one easy," he asserts, since she's the queen of ducks after all.
ISKRA
// Sipping on the stars while we laying under sunlight //
