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[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu's in his hammock again. Face in pillow. One arm is dangling over the side, and the other is draped across his head. Beside the hammock is a large pot that smells like dinner. It's untouched.]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

I don't think so, unless it emits a cosmo of it's own. Even so, I would adjust to it's presence soon enough.

[contract_star]

[Stares at him for a moment, then nods.] Whatever you think is best.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Smiles a bit. Finally, gestures to the food.] Help yourself. I've no appetite for it.

[contract_star]

[Beams at him.] Well, then, if you're sure...[Crouches nearby and inhales. Oooh yummy.] What is it, exactly?

[lamb_of_gold]

Just a stew.

[contract_star]

Smells delicious. Who made it?

[lamb_of_gold]

I did.

[contract_star]

[Looks up at him.] You made all this and you're not going to eat any of it? [fjdkalj The idea of cooking food and then not eating it=NO.] That won't do. I could save this for you, for when you're better.

[lamb_of_gold]

I usually keep a pot on the fire at home. That's hardly 'all'.

[contract_star]

Oh...but...[Scratches the back of his head. Eventually he just sighs and beams at Mu.] Well, ah...thank you, Mu.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Smiles]