[ What a loss. But less of a loss than the others, maybe, yes—he gives a shuddering nod and retrieves the picked-at mixed berry pastry from his basket. He cradles it. ]
We will remember your sacrifice, Mixed Berry.
[ He looks up at By with grim resolve while he tears it into pieces. The seagulls who have given up on wresting the stolen roll from the winners are hopping and fluttering closer. The street is teeming with people who will look at them like they've gone mad, but he finds he doesn't care even a little. ]
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Date: 2022-07-03 11:40 pm (UTC)[ What a loss. But less of a loss than the others, maybe, yes—he gives a shuddering nod and retrieves the picked-at mixed berry pastry from his basket. He cradles it. ]
We will remember your sacrifice, Mixed Berry.
[ He looks up at By with grim resolve while he tears it into pieces. The seagulls who have given up on wresting the stolen roll from the winners are hopping and fluttering closer. The street is teeming with people who will look at them like they've gone mad, but he finds he doesn't care even a little. ]
On three?