There's much less brightly wrapped candy, too, except for a surplus of candy canes. Adia discreetly slips a few into her messenger bag before holding one out to Faris. "Would you like to try this, too? It's called a candy cane and it's mint-flavored."
Caspar finishes making Adia a cider, then pours himself a mug of hot chocolate. It's good quality cocoa, as he discovered earlier. He unwraps one of the candy canes and uses it as a stirrer, letting the hook end hand over the edge when he's done. Whatever tension he had been holding in his frame over the previous topic of conversation seems to have disappeared now that it's over.
Once Faris has decided if he wants the candy cane or not, she'll pour him a bowl of eggnog and set it on the edge of the table. It seems more polite, even if logistically he'd probably have an easier time with it on the floor.
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Caspar finishes making Adia a cider, then pours himself a mug of hot chocolate. It's good quality cocoa, as he discovered earlier. He unwraps one of the candy canes and uses it as a stirrer, letting the hook end hand over the edge when he's done. Whatever tension he had been holding in his frame over the previous topic of conversation seems to have disappeared now that it's over.
Once Faris has decided if he wants the candy cane or not, she'll pour him a bowl of eggnog and set it on the edge of the table. It seems more polite, even if logistically he'd probably have an easier time with it on the floor.