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[caycay]

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[caycay]

No way! Talking to you could never be a punishment.

[He gives his most charming, goodest boy smile.]

[citizendetective]

[In a sing-songy voice:]

Even if you're full of shit, I appreciate you saying it!

[caycay]

Aww, come on! I totally mean it!

[He pouts, lifting up his plate for emphasis.]

How could I not when you bring me surprise breakfast?

[citizendetective]

Is it good?

[She considers her plate, stirring the congee thoughtfully. Yes, it's an unorthodox pick considering neither of them are East Asian, but Pagan had made it for her and she'd made it for Pagan and now it's tradition.]

If you tell me what you like, I can cook to your tastes.

[caycay]

It is! I'm a bit of a foodie, so I like trying new things. Nothing's off limits!

[Of course, he has his dislikes, too, but as she's learning, he doesn't like to share negativity, no matter how minor.]

But I looooove spicy food the most. The hotter the better! What about you? For when it's my turn to make breakfast.

[citizendetective]

Oh, less spice? Less spice for me, I think.

[Sorry your warden is a white lady from New Jersey, Cater.]

But, um, really, I'll try anything. I mean, it's the thought that counts, right?

[The fake-looking smile is reflexive, but she makes an effort to tamp down on it - and after a moment or two, it actually does start to look as genuine as she means it to be.]

[caycay]

[Cater giggles at her hesitation. It's okay, Misty. He knows plenty of people who aren't spice hounds.]

No problem, no problem. I won't surprise you with a tastebud-melting spice bomb. More for me!