[ dextera looks over the food, and really, if he eats anything it’s going to be the fruit. he’s not especially hungry this morning, though—death has taken a toll on his appetite, which is usually surprisingly vast for the type of person he seems to be. ]
…?
[ he mirrors ryo by lifting the coffee cup as well, but he sniffs it first—it smells delicious, and there’s just the slightest darkening of his body, most obvious in his hair. from the scent alone, some color has returned. it’s sweet, almost like caramel, and dextera would like to taste it… but he’s following ryo’s lead here. ]
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…?
[ he mirrors ryo by lifting the coffee cup as well, but he sniffs it first—it smells delicious, and there’s just the slightest darkening of his body, most obvious in his hair. from the scent alone, some color has returned. it’s sweet, almost like caramel, and dextera would like to taste it… but he’s following ryo’s lead here. ]