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[partnerinheels]

I'll let you know what I experience myself. I remember cats doing weird things on the 'nip.

[Which can be taken in a weird way, but she ignores that.]

Let yourself be called cute. Unless you think it detracts from your masculinity.

Those sound delicious, and much better for you than the over-processed sugary garbage Americans gorge on back home. Though I do miss french fries.

I could eat my weight in dates and die fat and happy. Probably while laying in the sun.

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I suppose it might lower one's inhibitions and allow for instinct to override reason. But I think most try to avoid over-indulgence to avoid such outcomes.

[At least that seems the most reasonable explanation to him.]

I am not certain why your praise would somehow be a loss to my masculinity. I would think it a reflection of it instead. [...He is...genuinely confused. What is fragile masculinity??? Never heard of him.] I am quite worthy of whatever praise you wish to give me and I readily accept it as it is natural for the sun to receive such praise and worship. I only clarify because I do not believe using the correct term necessarily merits it. But if you feel so strongly on the matter then I suppose it does not matter if the reason is plain to me.

I shall allow it! You may call me cute to your heart's content!

My experience in modern foods is somewhat limited as it was not necessary for me to eat prior to my arrival here, but I do rather enjoy chocolate. It is an interesting combination of flavors as it is neither too sweet nor too bitter! It pairs quite nicely with wine as well.

There are certainly less pleasant ways to go than an excessive consumption of dates!

[partnerinheels]

Would you like me to take notes as I experience the effects?
Do you include any warnings when selling catweed at the cafe?

[Now she's just going to need to work her way through cannabis related nicknames for catnip. Catijuana perhaps?

But more importantly, he can't see it, but she's laughing at his reaction to being called cute. It's strangely endearing. Ozy why you got to be Like That?]

There's no risk at ever doubting your severe case of humbleness.
Don't worry. Cute is often used as a term of endearment, predominantly towards smaller females and children. Some men, particularly physically strong ones, have been known to be offended when they're called cute. Tone can shift the meaning/intent.

I never needed your permission, but thank you?

[Kings are going to king she supposes.]

Milk or dark chocolate?

Yes, unfortunately.

[fulgency]

Why would I provide warnings? Most purchase the catmint for the sphinx awlad.

[Her efforts on cat-based cannabis jokes are a bit lost upon Ozymandias sadly and fly straight over his head. But he doesn't ask for any sort of clarification. But for the record, it should be meowyjuana.]

As far as I am concerned, any praise that is given to me is worthy to be received. I shall not take offense at whatever compliments you choose to pay me.

I cannot claim to know the difference to know which form of chocolate it was, only that they were handmade by my Master for what I believe is called Valentine's Day. I understand that is the custom in modern Japan. The chocolate Chariot gave me this year were similar in taste, although she shaped them into small cats whereas Master kept them in the form of small bars. Master had a large number to make, so I find no fault in adopting a simpler shape. It was the practical decision!

[partnerinheels]

Then maybe you should consider a line of edibles and tea for feline turnskins. Just a thought.

[One consession shall be made: meowyjuana is better than catijuana.]

You are terribly humble.

Did you know that people become masters in the art of chocolate? They're called chocolatiers. They have some version of them here too.

[fulgency]

It is certainly a thought. I suppose you shall volunteer yourself as a tester.

I was not aware of such a thing! We shall have to see what these chocolatiers are capable of.

[partnerinheels]

I believe we can come to an arrangement. You're going to have to endure the side effects of your creations first hand, for one.

Time to spend an afternoon taste testing chocolate from across the city.

[fulgency]

I'm certain I can manage however you decide to act.

I shall be certain to set aside the time in the near future.

[partnerinheels]

That sounds like a challenge. Are you up for it?

Just let me know when your schedule allows for tasting delicious chocolate beyond myself.

[fulgency]

Ha! When have I ever not been up for a challenge?

[partnerinheels]

One of the several reasons I enjoy your company. You're very Ozlandish.

[She may have dug into the cookies.]

[fulgency]

Ozlandish?

[partnerinheels]

A play on outlandish.

You're not afraid to be yourself and take on challenges too.

[fulgency]

You've already started eating, haven't you?

[partnerinheels]

Of course I did. You brought this upon yourself.

Also, I was hungry.

[fulgency]

You could have warned me that you were starting your little experiment already. That would have been only fair.

[partnerinheels]

I don't know why you expected me to dally on tasting fresh baked cookies.

They're still warm.

[fulgency]

What would you do with yourself if you could not occupy your time with making such smart remarks to me?

[He means that entirely with fondness, which she should hopefully be able to tell with no sign of irritation or ill mood coming through their Bond even at a distance.]

[partnerinheels]

I suppose I would bother someone else to less enjoyable results.

Also, I likely wouldn't have catnip cookies, which honestly would be another travesty.

[No sass and no baked goods? For shame. Besides, as much as she needles him, there's a friendly fondness that she has for her bond, particularly when they sass at each other.]

[fulgency]

Well, we cannot have you without some form of entertainment. Who knows what sort of trouble you would get yourself into otherwise?

Ah, so I should anticipate less complaining the next time I gift you wish such baked goods?

[partnerinheels]

All sorts of trouble if I were to put genuine effort into making mischief. Oftentimes I take to training or cleaning my guns.

No, that is not a euphemism.

An effort will be made, but no promises. These have cheered me significantly, though.

Please also send jerky with these baked goods. Did you know, they make chocolate covered bacon?

[fulgency]

[Hold on, he's trying to see if he remembers what "bacon" is. He knows he's heard the word before and needs to run through the mental catalog of foods he has been presented with to see if the name matches... Ah! Yes. Archer made this "bacon" a few times. It seemed to be quite popular among some of the other Servants.]

As part of a morning meal? I'm not sure that I would desire chocolate that early in my day.

[He's trying here, Sheva.]

[partnerinheels]

[Welcome to weird things that are created by people from the United States of America.]

As part of a dessert or snack. It’s a combination of savory, salty, and sweet. Not a staple meal by any means.

I believe it’s an American’s creation, from the United States.

[Wouldn’t want to attribute credit incorrectly to another country in the Americas.]

[fulgency]

It would not surprise me if that were the case. Although they appear to hold themselves back somewhat in their unwillingness to cooperate with one another, Americans do seem to carry a certain degree of ingenuity as is befitting of such a young country.

[He's watched a lot of bickering between Edison and Tesla. A lot of bickering. And he doesn't even spend a lot of time with either Servant compared to others.]

In any case, that is an interesting concept for a dessert. I am not certain it is anything I would go looking for myself, but the combination of flavors seems sensible!

[partnerinheels]

Diplomatic as always. My partner on the Kijuju mission was with the American BSAA branch. He was the bond I lost.

[Absently, she wonders what he’d think of her now, eating catnip cookies and talking about chocolate covered bacon. Accepting this new self of hers more and more each day.]

Someone told me that when they return home, they’re back to their normal. The changes that happen here don’t transfer back.

[She’s now forgotten about the bacon, sorry Ozy.]