He coolly observes her as she sulks, that little nose of hers scrunched up in dismay. The first time they met, he had thought it, too, that Mona was remarkably easy to rile up. Admittedly, those earnest reactions bring out Wanderer's latent sadism; the urge to push her buttons and tease her near impossible to resist. If they were children, Wanderer might be the boy pulling her pigtails on the playground.
Mona brings her mug to her lips to drink, and he finds his gaze lingering on them. He only looks away when she speaks again, scoffing quietly. ]
It doesn't matter. I'd prefer if it were more bitter.
[ Despite saying so, Wanderer lifts his mug take a sip of his own. He has an unusual relationship with eating and drinking, but he will indulge on occasion. Green tea was the first thing he had ever consumed, and to this day, he doesn't dislike its flavor. ]
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[ Being a 'brat', that is.
He coolly observes her as she sulks, that little nose of hers scrunched up in dismay. The first time they met, he had thought it, too, that Mona was remarkably easy to rile up. Admittedly, those earnest reactions bring out Wanderer's latent sadism; the urge to push her buttons and tease her near impossible to resist. If they were children, Wanderer might be the boy pulling her pigtails on the playground.
Mona brings her mug to her lips to drink, and he finds his gaze lingering on them. He only looks away when she speaks again, scoffing quietly. ]
It doesn't matter. I'd prefer if it were more bitter.
[ Despite saying so, Wanderer lifts his mug take a sip of his own. He has an unusual relationship with eating and drinking, but he will indulge on occasion. Green tea was the first thing he had ever consumed, and to this day, he doesn't dislike its flavor. ]