[Just don't drop or throw any! They're glass. He smiles at those mouthed words, interestingly enough, because one time was one thing, but twice is definitely Dextera trying to figure it out. He's not going to lie, and he welcomes the light feeling that causes to grow in his chest over all the tension he's been feeling otherwise.]
Good.
[Look at that Knowing look in his eyes. This punk. He scoots the empty jar with the other ones, then closes his laptop.]
I hope it wasn't too much of a waste of your time to have to come here.
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Good.
[Look at that Knowing look in his eyes. This punk. He scoots the empty jar with the other ones, then closes his laptop.]
I hope it wasn't too much of a waste of your time to have to come here.