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6/16/2025, 6:17:20 PM
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>Kris glares for a few moments in silence before mumbling out a firm response, "Why."
>The Vessel recoils at the stern questioning, "I thought it'd be a nice gesture is all.".
>After a moment of silence adding onto their statement, "Can I not get my special someone a gift sometimes?", punctuating what they said with an attempt at a welcoming smile.
>Kris keeps glaring for a few more moments, as if attempting to burn a hole through the grey humanoid's head with their gaze alone.
>"Okay.", and that was that, a single word response before almost snatching the flowers from The Vessel's hands.
>"Did you get these from my Dad?"
>"Well. Yes. But he didn't give them for free or anything, he had no idea I was getting them for you!", they held up their hands, waving them in an attempted display of innocence.
>Once more Kris was giving them a glare that could fell a titan with its burning intensity alone.
>Slowly The Vessel hazarded to speak once more, ". . .Do you not want them? I can take them ba-"
>Before the statement could be finished Kris's words cut through like a knife, "No. They're mine now."
>"You already gave them to me."
>"Alright, Kris, I hope you like them.", The Vessel still wasn't entirely sure if Kris truly wanted to keep the flowers or just couldn't stand the thought of awkward interactions in the future by having them sent back to the care of his father.
>As these thoughts drifted by a faint grumble came from Kris just as The Vessel was about to leave.
>"...Thanks. I guess."
>Kris glares for a few moments in silence before mumbling out a firm response, "Why."
>The Vessel recoils at the stern questioning, "I thought it'd be a nice gesture is all.".
>After a moment of silence adding onto their statement, "Can I not get my special someone a gift sometimes?", punctuating what they said with an attempt at a welcoming smile.
>Kris keeps glaring for a few more moments, as if attempting to burn a hole through the grey humanoid's head with their gaze alone.
>"Okay.", and that was that, a single word response before almost snatching the flowers from The Vessel's hands.
>"Did you get these from my Dad?"
>"Well. Yes. But he didn't give them for free or anything, he had no idea I was getting them for you!", they held up their hands, waving them in an attempted display of innocence.
>Once more Kris was giving them a glare that could fell a titan with its burning intensity alone.
>Slowly The Vessel hazarded to speak once more, ". . .Do you not want them? I can take them ba-"
>Before the statement could be finished Kris's words cut through like a knife, "No. They're mine now."
>"You already gave them to me."
>"Alright, Kris, I hope you like them.", The Vessel still wasn't entirely sure if Kris truly wanted to keep the flowers or just couldn't stand the thought of awkward interactions in the future by having them sent back to the care of his father.
>As these thoughts drifted by a faint grumble came from Kris just as The Vessel was about to leave.
>"...Thanks. I guess."
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