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β β β It would likely be the only tea he's tasted. He never grasped the concept of preferences anyways. He sips the tea before holding the cup in his lap. He sips in small intervals β fake eyes staring into nothing.
rokket
and suddenly
the akatsuki
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β β β " ... "
He just points at it with a slightly tilted head. He can't tell what it is.
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β β β Ah. How interesting. He's never heard of a spirit animal before. Maybe he heard it once from Dororo οΌ but he never understood the specifics.
" Cute. "