[Jason was not sure how to react at first. Spirits and a crab running an ice-cream stand with questionable flavors were one thing, a very tall robot was another entirely. Belatedly he realized he was staring and not responding. He blinked once and then returned the smile. That was polite at least, right?]
Sweet is fine...I mean it's ice cream. [Wait...did he say savory?] I don't think we had flavors quite like that back home...
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Sweet is fine...I mean it's ice cream. [Wait...did he say savory?] I don't think we had flavors quite like that back home...