[Honestly, she can't argue with logic like that, especially when she hasn't had or tried a lot of differing flavours. She smiles and nods in acknowledgement, and watches carefully from a distance over his broad, plated shoulders.
He meant flight colour there, didn't he? She blinks in surprise at the guess.] ...How did you know?
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He meant flight colour there, didn't he? She blinks in surprise at the guess.] ...How did you know?