[ Now no one is having a good time. Jaune wonders if the resignation he feels about that is typical for him. It definitely seems a little familiar.
He takes the napkin with a flush hidden under his beard and the loose fall of his hair, mopping his mouth clean. The vague and terrible sense of disappointing an authority figure almost feels familiar too. ]
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He takes the napkin with a flush hidden under his beard and the loose fall of his hair, mopping his mouth clean. The vague and terrible sense of disappointing an authority figure almost feels familiar too. ]
...it was the pie's idea, not mine.
[ He mutters, sinking lower in the booth. ]