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Luce snorted a little, but dug in herself. Her eyes lit up just a little in appreciation, scooping it into her mouth. Less like a rabid dog...and more like a woman who acted like he hadn't eaten anything in months. Wizard felt...completely like the odd man out, something weird was going on. What was Luce's deal? What was Aernir's deal?
"This is fucking delicious," Rayna smirked, licking her lips. "Nice work, Rayna."
"This is fucking delicious," Rayna smirked, licking her lips. "Nice work, Rayna."