[ Apollo's already eating one, and gives her a somewhat annoyed look from his seated spot on the ground. ]
Huh? Get your own. These ones are mine, [ he says somewhat defensively, gathering the ones he's got closer to himself. Also, talking with his mouth full. What charming guards they make. ]
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Huh? Get your own. These ones are mine, [ he says somewhat defensively, gathering the ones he's got closer to himself. Also, talking with his mouth full. What charming guards they make. ]