[ Root doesn't mind being the one carrying the conversation in the slightest, though she isn't prone to dominating it, either. She's comfortable with there being lulls, more introspective moments. She doesn't need continual feedback to feel present and seen.

She can't help but smile a little more widely at his improved opinion. ]

There's sugar, too. Some people drink it as sweet as a dessert. [ Root shrugs, drinking her own black coffee again. ] Personally, I like it all ways, but I've never been picky.

About food, at least.