[Look at her, enjoying herself so much. He can't be mad at Fritter. It wasn't her fault. Giving her one last rub, he sets her down on the table, to accept the jam that Wu's made.]
Are you sure? She's your omen, after all. They are reflective of the souls they're born from, haha.
[Though he's sure that the bravery reflected the corruption- but that's neither here nor there anymore, is it.]
Thank you, [he holds the jam up,] for this. I always enjoy it when I'm able to partake of someone else's cooking.
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Are you sure? She's your omen, after all. They are reflective of the souls they're born from, haha.
[Though he's sure that the bravery reflected the corruption- but that's neither here nor there anymore, is it.]
Thank you, [he holds the jam up,] for this. I always enjoy it when I'm able to partake of someone else's cooking.