Having Laguna tell about the things he had seen was easy, but he shyed away about the subject of his old wife and Son. He was ashamed how he had acted on that account. He ate as he spoke, using his fork to poke out his opinions better, drawing out descriptions in the vanilla souse.
"oh! The Forest berry vanilla putting is the best, It is the purple one. Very sweet, very... foresty!" he grinned, chuckling. "All of them are good, but that is the one who lays closest to my heart, so to say."
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Date: 2009-04-15 02:32 pm (UTC)"oh! The Forest berry vanilla putting is the best, It is the purple one. Very sweet, very... foresty!" he grinned, chuckling. "All of them are good, but that is the one who lays closest to my heart, so to say."