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When; Day 435

[ it's time for some memory roulette,
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY?! ]

Do you crush those parts up by hand?

[Unconsciously edging a BIT closer for a slightly better look. Curiosity reels in the cat.]

Yeah, I do. I take the spoon and kinda- [ lifts the spoon, makes a gesture of him crushing an imagined object gently against the back of his hand, ] -press it to the side of the mug.

[ microwave's done! so he pours a bit of the mix in, beginning to stir. ]

Then I can go right back to doing this part, too. It works out. Really easy. [ wants to let Nyx try, but... just makes sure he can see the process. ]

...it looks easier than I would've thought it would be...

[There's still enough Distance that it's pretty clear Nyx does not want to try. His curiosity is sated, though.]

Right? It's a really easy thing to make as a pick-me-up if you like sweet drinks. Or warm drinks.

[ not pushing! has since learned not to dive right in and try without express permission.

now it is time

for fancy additions, aka whipped cream! and chocolate curls! he actually spends a little time getting just the right amount of cream. ]

... I, ah. I like to think my little sister would've liked something like this. So I try to have them once in a while in her place.

[Clearly the correct amount of cream and such is the result of CAREFUL CALCULATIONS and YEARS OF EXPERIENCE and that's where the hard part is. Clearly.]

...in her place?

[Not questioning that she's gone so much as the act of doing something like that.]

[ Nyx, sweetheart... the fear is so real isn't it. ]

It's not exactly the same as taking her place. Of course I'd rather have her just be here— not here, but. Alive. But she was always sick, always hoping life would be fun and asking me if mine was.

[ and it sure wasn't. ]

... Anyway, I try to do little things that I imagine she might've liked, if she got the chance. Honor someone who's gone.

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