[Newton huffs a humorless laugh, but it's at least some kind of effort as he takes the scooper from her hand and starts putting it to good use. The concept of eating ice cream until he gets sick is honestly a pretty nice one; they wouldn't have get him do that the last few months, and frankly, if he gets so full he's sick over a toilet later, at least it'll make him feel a hell of a lot more alone in this human body.
But maybe that's a fucking stupid thing to do. Hermann would chew him out for being such a child, probably... Ha...
Looking down at the bowl, he says what comes to mind, as he usually tends to:]
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But maybe that's a fucking stupid thing to do. Hermann would chew him out for being such a child, probably... Ha...
Looking down at the bowl, he says what comes to mind, as he usually tends to:]
That wasn't me.
The... uh. The time spoke on Giva.
It wasn't — me.