[ Joshua doesn't know what it looks like, actually, because to him he's just borrowed a shirt from a friend and is sitting on something comfortable. He looks up as Clive walks in, eyebrows lifting. ]
We did behave.
[ No magic used whatsoever!
He sets the book down open on the bed, standing to look at the offerings that Clive brought up. A bowl of oats is just fine by him. Oh, but what is that smell...? ]
I do hope that you've eaten, too, Clive. What did you put in this? It smells lovely.
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Date: 2025-02-16 11:32 pm (UTC)[He's instantly distracted from defending his and Josh's honor though by the food, his nose twitching]
Oh ho! This looks good...
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Date: 2025-02-22 03:58 pm (UTC)We did behave.
[ No magic used whatsoever!
He sets the book down open on the bed, standing to look at the offerings that Clive brought up. A bowl of oats is just fine by him. Oh, but what is that smell...? ]
I do hope that you've eaten, too, Clive. What did you put in this? It smells lovely.