[Feeling put on the spot, Cain takes one of the toast-gloves and slides his hand into the soft plush of its shape, fingers flexing through. The face on the front flickers, tiny mouth open in a grin, blush over the toast's... face... growing bright and pink. He can feel the warmth immediately.]
They're okay.
[Cain looks at him as though uncertain why he'd be gifting it to him at all. But that reply's about as close to yes, thank you, I like them a lot as Wei Wuxian's going to get.]
Kinda weird choice, but... sometimes it gets chilly at night. [With an embarrassed huff, he slides the glove off and tucks both into his pocket to be worn later, in full secrecy.] What'd you get Prompto?
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They're okay.
[Cain looks at him as though uncertain why he'd be gifting it to him at all. But that reply's about as close to yes, thank you, I like them a lot as Wei Wuxian's going to get.]
Kinda weird choice, but... sometimes it gets chilly at night. [With an embarrassed huff, he slides the glove off and tucks both into his pocket to be worn later, in full secrecy.] What'd you get Prompto?