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Taran was munching on a biscuit that he managed to swipe from Winter's cupboard. However, when it mixed with the smell  of food, it seemed to simply be making him even more hungry than if he  had chosen to skip the ...four...that he had already.  He pulled in one of the chairs from the other table and sat down  next to Aubrey, he smirked at the boy, raising a finger to press it lighting into the cut on the boy's neck.[color=39b54a]"Looks like breaking into a house was a little bit safer than going to get some coffee, who'd thunk it," [/color] a few crumbs fell from his mouth onto his lap. He brushed them off promptly onto the floor. 

[color=39b54a]"Winterrrr," [/color]he called out, watching the soup fill the bowl. [color=39b54a]"I'm so hungry, I could die, you look even more lovely than usually because you are feeding me. And I want you to know that I love and appreciate everything that you do. I also like the fact that you could poison me, but you are kind and choose not too. I don't think I say that enough," [/color] His voice was neutral and he fought to keep a straight face, but there was a slight glint to his eye when he spoke.