[The next time that Sephiroth approaches one of the food tables is when his eyes find that new plate of small wraps which seem still to be a little warm. He's all for trying new foods but not knowing what's in them -there is only a finite set of recipes it could be, right?- begs more for careful scrutiny before taking a couple of napkins from the top of the nearby stack and picking one from the pile.]
-for all the time standing there looking at it, kupo, it'll get colder-
[Spencer pipes up, having relocated his Hero and hovered over. Sephiroth fixes him with a look that's not quite insulted, but sharp all the same, before finally taking a small bite - careful not to allow the filling to squish out too much.]
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-for all the time standing there looking at it, kupo, it'll get colder-
[Spencer pipes up, having relocated his Hero and hovered over. Sephiroth fixes him with a look that's not quite insulted, but sharp all the same, before finally taking a small bite - careful not to allow the filling to squish out too much.]