You got me dessert? [He breathes it out. If it wouldn't be weird this would be the point in which he'd ask Figaro to go on a date with him. Thing is, that would be weird, Figaro probably wouldn't be interested and it would be terrible if he used Figaro's strange...dietary needs to coerce him into something unwelcome. Besides. Gepard has no idea how to take anyone on a date.
How do dates work? What do people do on dates? He doesn't know.
Besides, their relationship is founded on mutual need, or something, and Figaro/Ringo/Something Else happens to have a very unique dietary requirement, so probably he shouldn't let himself get carried away.]
I'd love to try it. [What the heck.] And then I'll feed you, as promised...I'm sorry for making you wait.
[What the heck, why does he feel so special thanks to a guy who wants to bite him and drain his blood, of all the people in Belobog the person making him feel special is the guy with terrible dietary needs who...
Apparently didn't always have to drink blood? Much to consider. He'd have gone on the attack but beef and chard (greens!) had a way of distracting a guy from the point.]
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How do dates work? What do people do on dates? He doesn't know.
Besides, their relationship is founded on mutual need, or something, and Figaro/Ringo/Something Else happens to have a very unique dietary requirement, so probably he shouldn't let himself get carried away.]
I'd love to try it. [What the heck.] And then I'll feed you, as promised...I'm sorry for making you wait.
[What the heck, why does he feel so special thanks to a guy who wants to bite him and drain his blood, of all the people in Belobog the person making him feel special is the guy with terrible dietary needs who...
Apparently didn't always have to drink blood? Much to consider. He'd have gone on the attack but beef and chard (greens!) had a way of distracting a guy from the point.]