[He holds Cy's weight easily, arm looping itself around the man's hips and looking up, enjoying the private embrace that brings them in close. It is impossible to describe the expression on his face as anything but — adoring.]
I'm certain I could convince you. [A flash of confidence.] ... Here, I made two of each.
[More so that Cy would have plenty over a day or so, but he's accepted eating together now — is, deep down, luxuriating in this. Without disturbing Cy's position on his lap, he reaches over, picking up one of the paper-wrapped onigiri and handing it to Cy before retrieving his own. They've been color-coded by the paper; green for kelp.]
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I'm certain I could convince you. [A flash of confidence.] ... Here, I made two of each.
[More so that Cy would have plenty over a day or so, but he's accepted eating together now — is, deep down, luxuriating in this. Without disturbing Cy's position on his lap, he reaches over, picking up one of the paper-wrapped onigiri and handing it to Cy before retrieving his own. They've been color-coded by the paper; green for kelp.]