Well- he hates the coffee too. It's gross, and he can't tell if that's because of his newfound transformation, because his grief makes the taste off, or because it's actually bad. Might be a mix of all three- not that he really cares about the hows or whys.
He's so tired. His heart aches, but he slowly exhales anyway, glaring at the shitty coffee in his claws.
"... Yeah. Sure," he answers, after a few moments.
It'd certainly be better than falling apart on a random park bench in Destinyland.
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Well- he hates the coffee too. It's gross, and he can't tell if that's because of his newfound transformation, because his grief makes the taste off, or because it's actually bad. Might be a mix of all three- not that he really cares about the hows or whys.
He's so tired. His heart aches, but he slowly exhales anyway, glaring at the shitty coffee in his claws.
"... Yeah. Sure," he answers, after a few moments.
It'd certainly be better than falling apart on a random park bench in Destinyland.