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[cagedfox]

[It would seem the kitchen has been trashed; food, utensils, pots and pans pulled out of some of the cupboards and left on the floor haphazardly like someone was looking for something.

However one of the cupboards( or the person hiding in it) is sobbing loudly. There's probably more to this than hunting for snacks.]

[[ooc:umm, yeah, he just caught scent of his Even]]

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[fromshadow]

[his ice cream's going to end up as ice cream soup with how slow he's eating his own, just keeping an eye on Ienzo.]

[cagedfox]

[and back to ice cream, a bit slower than before but not much. Being watched makes him a little nervous but ICE CREAM! :D]

[fromshadow]

[it's not directly! just... you know, glancing every so often, just in case something happens. what is paranoid.]

[cagedfox]

[Just a bit sensitive to little things like looking at him. ...oh, would you look at that, his ice cream 'evaporated']

[fromshadow]

[and somehow that doesn't surprise him at all! he's stirring his around now that it's half-melted, watching the cookies in it.]

[cagedfox]

[cocks his head at you, frowning a little at how you're just letting it melt]

Yours is all melted...

[fromshadow]

Yep.

[sips it straight from the bowl. :D]

[cagedfox]

[Well that works too in his opinion. One last cookie is now meeting a sloooooow agonising death by gnawing because despite being mostly full he can't resist having just one more.]

[fromshadow]

[oh, he remembers that feeling. he still gets it, occasionally, so he doesn't really blame the kid. he'll just drink the rest of his ice cream soup.]