[ he reaches out, squeezing ponta's arm and lingering there, both for comfort and for the weekly effect. (he still hasn't realized it's affection week.) ]
[ his hand lowers, so that he can bump his arm into his. ]
Let's make some stuff, then. I promised Hanako donuts, but, man - muffins sound great. Maybe I'll make fa gao this week. They're like cupcakes but they're steamed.
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Couldn't hurt to see if him, Vane, and us could cook up something sometime. Still have that whole potluck kind of thing on the back burner, after all.
[ no one's cooked for him yet, but, man. they could use a pick-me-up if things keep going on like this. ]
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[ Because who knows how long the people they want to hold it for are going to keep being around? ]
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Let's plan something. Get things together.
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[ He nods, a bit more enthusiastic again. The touch is nice, though he can't really figure out why that is either. ]
I haven't made muffins in a while, I think that'll be on the menu.
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Let's make some stuff, then. I promised Hanako donuts, but, man - muffins sound great. Maybe I'll make fa gao this week. They're like cupcakes but they're steamed.