[Despite being told to sit by the fire; Kiehl was glancing through all the books with a bit of interest. His own place had many. His father was a scholarly type and had a wide collection. He doesn't answer right away even and probably didn't fully realize the other was there until he turns around.]
Ah. Sweet. [Not particularly descriptive.] I like mine sweet. [His tail seems to swing side to side a little more than it usually would.]
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Ah. Sweet. [Not particularly descriptive.] I like mine sweet. [His tail seems to swing side to side a little more than it usually would.]