// he's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise //
The joke is met with the raise of a dark brow, that soft glint in his gaze remaining even as his smile grows a touch brighter. “Perhaps.” He hums thoughtfully, settling in comfortably close to the Maverick as they await their desserts. “Perhaps even a bakery of my own sorts.” He lets his imagination run away with him, because they both know what the bulk of the food is, though it does make his smile a little more playful. “A meat pie shop..? Or is that too on the nose?” Maybe it’s a bit too close to giving Sweeny Todd vibes, but either way the butcher’s quite amused with the idea.
As for the candied oranges, the idea of taking the candied oranges home is scandalous. His hand drops to cover Danta’s against his knee, his fingers curling in to hold his hand as he huffs a soft laugh. “Oh, darling, I am absolutely intending on devouring at least one while we’re here.” He’d have to sample everything, obviously.
With the arrival of their cake and cocoa, it’s precisely only the fact that they’re bringing the items they want that keeps the butcher from snarling, but he does watch as the plates and mugs are set down. He then, takes the moment to hang the edge of the sharp cane on the table nearest to his left hand, reaching out then to stir the cocoa with the peppermint bark sprig. “Mm, it should not be long now before we are half turning to stone between shops, no?”
As for the candied oranges, the idea of taking the candied oranges home is scandalous. His hand drops to cover Danta’s against his knee, his fingers curling in to hold his hand as he huffs a soft laugh. “Oh, darling, I am absolutely intending on devouring at least one while we’re here.” He’d have to sample everything, obviously.
With the arrival of their cake and cocoa, it’s precisely only the fact that they’re bringing the items they want that keeps the butcher from snarling, but he does watch as the plates and mugs are set down. He then, takes the moment to hang the edge of the sharp cane on the table nearest to his left hand, reaching out then to stir the cocoa with the peppermint bark sprig. “Mm, it should not be long now before we are half turning to stone between shops, no?”
Astaroth
// a smile so bright, you'd never bat an eye //
