[ Perhaps he looks away in time to miss Nina, still with her eyes closed, lick her lips to clear off the accumulated powdered sugar. Perhaps he is still staring when she does so, oblivious to his assessment, though she'd welcome it if she knew. Or perhaps he looks back at the sudden movement of her mouth, the softening of her form as she sighs in contentment, savoring the lingering echoes of that first bite.
When she blinks and looks up at him, her eyes are full of stars. ] Oh, I'd almost forgotten what real food tastes like.
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When she blinks and looks up at him, her eyes are full of stars. ] Oh, I'd almost forgotten what real food tastes like.