[ both of Gladio's furry ears sit at attention the entire time Law tries to explain it. it's almost comical when he winds up tilting his head in the process, both brows slightly raised as he tries to fully comprehend what he means. or maybe it's his own way of teasing with a silent way of saying "yeah? and? go on" for a few moments. whatever the reason, he's focused. he's attentive. he's listening, even when he goes a little too hard on the bag and sends the orange-dusted chips flying onto the table and in their faces. he even manages to catch one or two before they fall into his lap and those go right into his mouth with a quiet laugh. ]
There's a first time for everything, huh? But, uh... Y-Yeah, sort of.
[ his eyes drop back to the bottle and if he really tries he can imagine parts of the label worn down by his father's thumb tracing the letters on it. the yellow tint. if a bottle could speak... six, the stories it could tell. ]
Technically I only got a shot from this back home. S'really old and dad kept it for special occasions but I guess it just decided to drop the whole bottle in since delivering one might've been a stretch.
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Date: 2022-12-11 07:37 am (UTC)There's a first time for everything, huh? But, uh... Y-Yeah, sort of.
[ his eyes drop back to the bottle and if he really tries he can imagine parts of the label worn down by his father's thumb tracing the letters on it. the yellow tint. if a bottle could speak... six, the stories it could tell. ]
Technically I only got a shot from this back home. S'really old and dad kept it for special occasions but I guess it just decided to drop the whole bottle in since delivering one might've been a stretch.