[There are patches of burns on his face, and his scalp may or may not be bruised, but those aren't going to ruin his day, because Yuma is ecstatic! Wonder bursts from his person as he savors the lingering aftertaste of the cake he was force-fed, a smile playing on his parted lips.]
Hm, I think every place has different customs. When I was young, we would invite everyone we know to dance and sing. [ he says excited... why is life so great right now. ]
Yeah, you usually give them a gift. It doesn't really matter if it's big or small... It's like saying "thanks for being born," as well as "here's a little something to remind you of me."
[His heart swells, and his joy is palpable through the maze's tether. It's so much that he has trouble conveying the emotion, his expression seeming to freeze halfway into his grin.]
The cake is no more; however, I will remember this moment.
[ to believe this may be the happiest they all are here...
inside rafayel does realize something is slightly off about his grin, but in his delight... he doesn't capitalize on this opportunity to make fun of yuma (sad). ]
[Even if he wants to forget later, he won't be able to. For now, he looks down at the pinky with the curious tilt of his head before tentatively holding his own up. What is he supposed to do with this?]
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So this is cake . . . It's not bad.
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[ he had no thoughts on how it would turn out. why did they even make this. ]
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[The icing alone bursts with flavor! There's so much sugar. He's going to experience a crash later. What a joyous occasion.]
And you made it . . . for me?
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[ why? it just was. ]
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rafayel stands by thorns and opens his mouth. ]
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thorns lovingly feeds him cake ]
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she clutches at her heart playfully like it's a critical hit. ]
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and dabs it on thorns' nose. teehee. ]
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You're welcome. Seeeeeee, I told you it'd be good.
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The cake was significantly stronger than anything he expected, though pleasantly so. He smiles back.]
Thank you. I hadn't realized that it was the day of my birth. Is it customary to make a cake for someone on such an occasion?
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Oh, and we can't forget presents.
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Presents? . . . In the name of friendship?
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So I think so.
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[His heart swells, and his joy is palpable through the maze's tether. It's so much that he has trouble conveying the emotion, his expression seeming to freeze halfway into his grin.]
The cake is no more; however, I will remember this moment.
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inside rafayel does realize something is slightly off about his grin, but in his delight... he doesn't capitalize on this opportunity to make fun of yuma (sad). ]
... You promise? You won't ever forget?
[ holding his pink out to yuma... ]
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Never. My memory is quite good.
[Even if he wants to forget later, he won't be able to. For now, he looks down at the pinky with the curious tilt of his head before tentatively holding his own up. What is he supposed to do with this?]
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