The answer does little to satisfy; at the same time, Amos isn't going to press. Just stare back at Akechi, almost as if he has the moral high ground to judge him in what just might become the pancake wars if they aren't too careful.
Except this is a gathering for new shard-bearers, which this guy clearly is, and pancakes are not that serious a business. (Probably.) So he stares, blank and empty, before shrugging — and though little about his expression changes, there's a much more amiable quality to his voice now. ]
Well, shit, yeah. This is a good time to overindulge though, ain't it? It's not every day we got all this set up out here.
[ This is for you, buddy! And your kin. With that settled Amos glances at the rest of the spread that remains present throughout the courtyard. ]
Alright, you got a history with pancakes. [ Still weird. ] Plenty of other stuff here, though. What's your poison? Might be out here somewhere.
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The answer does little to satisfy; at the same time, Amos isn't going to press. Just stare back at Akechi, almost as if he has the moral high ground to judge him in what just might become the pancake wars if they aren't too careful.
Except this is a gathering for new shard-bearers, which this guy clearly is, and pancakes are not that serious a business. (Probably.) So he stares, blank and empty, before shrugging — and though little about his expression changes, there's a much more amiable quality to his voice now. ]
Well, shit, yeah. This is a good time to overindulge though, ain't it? It's not every day we got all this set up out here.
[ This is for you, buddy! And your kin. With that settled Amos glances at the rest of the spread that remains present throughout the courtyard. ]
Alright, you got a history with pancakes. [ Still weird. ] Plenty of other stuff here, though. What's your poison? Might be out here somewhere.