Date: 2015-03-13 03:08 am (UTC)
askthelookout: (A dangerous smile)
He would never, not in a thousand years, have admitted how that made him ache. It wasn't Kaine's fault, and she had every right to be glad at being back, but her declaration about home only kicked Cuthbert in the gut, stronger than ever, with the realisation that he was never going to be home again. His eyebrows drawing together for a moment, he hid his feelings fairly efficiently by wolfing down half the bun at once.

It was, he had to admit, very good. And he was, he was just realising, very hungry. It wasn't quite enough to dull that unfortunately-awoken pain of loss, but it was a start. With his mouth still half-full, he reached out at random, picking up one of the glass bowls. He swallowed, licked his fingers, and took a mouthful of ice-cream.

His eyes actually bulged a little, and when he took another spoonful, it was with the experimental air of someone who can't quite believe he didn't make it up the first time. "Holy shit," he said after a moment, and held the bowl out to Roland. "Ro'. Ro', you have to try this. It's so sweet." Which was the rather more coherent version of the clamouring sweetsweetsweet echoing around his skull. He'd never tasted anything with that kind of sweetness to it.
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