[ the compliment pleases him- he wouldn't want to brag but... he agrees. It is VERY distinguished.
But any comment he was going to make is devoured by shock at the gift. He knows what it is on sight, even with the change of material. He takes the case delicately, eyes wide. The smell tickles his nose and without care of being watched he brings it to his face to get more. Dark chocolate. Not just any, but Ridge chocolate. Rich and bitter but just a touch of sweetness. The ground under their feet and the walls that keep them safe. The warm smell of freshly baked dough... the homesickness hits him like a brick. He can feel tears prickle the edges of his eyes and decides against fighting them.]
Affogato... I...do not know what to say. Thank you.
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But any comment he was going to make is devoured by shock at the gift. He knows what it is on sight, even with the change of material. He takes the case delicately, eyes wide. The smell tickles his nose and without care of being watched he brings it to his face to get more. Dark chocolate. Not just any, but Ridge chocolate. Rich and bitter but just a touch of sweetness. The ground under their feet and the walls that keep them safe. The warm smell of freshly baked dough... the homesickness hits him like a brick. He can feel tears prickle the edges of his eyes and decides against fighting them.]
Affogato... I...do not know what to say. Thank you.