@seraphicpope βIf I had known you were so good at this, I would have done this a long time ago.β
He murmurs after a while, cupping Croissant's cheek in his hand.
@seraphicpope β...β
There's a long silence between them as they pull away, staring at each other. No words are needed.
Not that they can think of, at least.
Lamb Chops keeps his grin, but it's softer now, not as arrogant as usual.
βSeriously, if I ever did throw Croissant:
One, Pretzel would k!ll me.
Two, Croissant can fly.
Three, I would haul ass to catch him.
...Four, I would never throw him from a tower.β
@seraphicpope As always, Croissant's face is blank. Lamb Chops sighs, standing up straight and dusting himself off.
βAs long as you are unharmed. Come on, we need to get out of here before he shows up. Father would k!ll me if you got hurt while I'm here...β