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Gray eyes blink repeatedly, admittedly taken back by her action - the pompous rat even takes a step back as she draws closer, but eventually relents in order to let her wipe at his face. That gaze of his never leaves her after the fact, mouth hanging slightly open.
"... Thanks."
After what feels like an eternity, he finally emerges from the kitchen with several plates of crepes in tow:
Some topped with hazelnut spread, some with applesauce or with strawberry jam; some sprinkled with ground chocolate over whipped cream and others with ice-cream.
He does stop at that, one eyebrow arching in confusion.
"Say what?"
A hand reaches up to touch his own face, finger extended to wipe at his right eye.
"Where is it? Can ye get it off?"
He's happy to have such a diligent (and adorable) kitchen assistant.
Makes the baking process that much more enjoyable and quicker!
"Ye sure? Yer starin' somethin' fierce, Lady."
He walks up to her, slowly, hands tucked away into the folds of his sweatpants.
"Somethin' on my face? Or did lil' Rat 'ere do somethin' t' offend ya?"
All of 'em it is!
Gimme a few to whip up the batter an' crap. Can ye do me a favor an' grab the chocolate bars from th' drawer on the far right, bottom row o' the kitchen?
"I'm not really good when it comes t' mixin' drinks, but I got a bottle of Jackies wit' me... ye wanna share?"
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Crepes are doable. Not my first choice for lunch, but whatev'... Ye want them wit' somethin' specific? Hazel nut spread, ice-cream, jam?