Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24530736-20140514221319/@comment-24301343-20140516195906

Argent couldn;t help but smirk at his bodies reaction to the scent of the omletes. The blush on his own face was... well he couldn;t really call it cute, seeing as h found himself pretty ugly, but she mnaged to widen his smirk just a bit

"Well aside from the slight mental shock of waking up missing an arm, not too much. You're just a little bit faster than me, I've ejoyed that actually."

Aregent, noting the lack of mobility in the prostetic arm elected to take up a fork and eat with one hand. He scooped just a small bit of her food into his borrowed mouth, his familiar distrust creeping up indise his throat. he didn;t taste anything out of the ordinay, aside from the fact that this might have been the best omlete he had ever eaten, not tht his standards were high. He hadn't really had a home cooked meal in a good long while, the schools food wasn;t bad but there was something about the way a loved one or a family member did it that made it so much better to him. He began eating at a normal pace before he spoke again.

"You can cook too? Thats useful, it's good too.... Haven;t had a home cooked meal in quite a long time... So, seeing as we've pretty much already gotten as intimate as one can be, tell me about yourself."