"Yeah," Gladio couldn't help but snort, "like I can't handle a little grease burn..."
But he did love that she was concerned, her lopsided grin fond in its wryness as he handed Nell the requested towel, and then took right to those fritters.
Blowing on the one he plucked up performatively as if to make a point, winking at her before popping it into his mouth.
He chewed on it thoughtfully for a moment before swallowing.
"Hard to to tell," he said, promptoly helping himself to another, "think I might need more to know for sure."
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But he did love that she was concerned, her lopsided grin fond in its wryness as he handed Nell the requested towel, and then took right to those fritters.
Blowing on the one he plucked up performatively as if to make a point, winking at her before popping it into his mouth.
He chewed on it thoughtfully for a moment before swallowing.
"Hard to to tell," he said, prompt
oly helping himself to another, "think I might need more to know for sure."