[ to stiles' credit, he relents enough to actually not be a total brat about things, never mind that izumo sort of started them off on this wild roller coaster ride. so when he relaxes, so does she, at least enough to take the fruit from him instead of like... snatching it out of his hands or something.
carefully, she turns it over, nose wrinkling slightly as some of its juice spills onto her hand. she definitely doesn't look like she 100% believes him about the taste... ]
It's still pretty early, [ she eventually says, tone light, ] it could be a slow-acting poison.
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carefully, she turns it over, nose wrinkling slightly as some of its juice spills onto her hand. she definitely doesn't look like she 100% believes him about the taste... ]
It's still pretty early, [ she eventually says, tone light, ] it could be a slow-acting poison.