[Richard's eyes quickly glanced down at the sugar cup on the table right next to the milk and coffee. He has had few encounters with this sweet, white powdered crystal ever since coming to this world. Now, while Richard had soft spot for sweet foods such as strawberries, he still wasn't sure what were his opinions with this 'sugar', as he found it rather overwhelming at times.
Though, he can see why one would have coffee as a treat -- especially when the taste could be modified and softened.
Richard places the cup back on the table, warming his gloved fingers around it. He then raises his mismatched eyes to look Root again. This time there's a glint of interest in his gaze.]
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Though, he can see why one would have coffee as a treat -- especially when the taste could be modified and softened.
Richard places the cup back on the table, warming his gloved fingers around it. He then raises his mismatched eyes to look Root again. This time there's a glint of interest in his gaze.]
Then what are you picky about?