Not so far... [Hmmm... Trahearne remains indecisive as ever, staring over at the wide variety of flavors. There were so many... He can't possibly pick.]
... Lioriley, a word. [He admits, leaning into her with a pout.] I can't choose. You must for me.
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... Lioriley, a word. [He admits, leaning into her with a pout.] I can't choose. You must for me.