[ Cain... really isn't sure he likes this. Usually he's the one making the innuendos, not the one having them made at him! Having the situation turned around like this is a strange feeling. A feeling that his him blushing, red around the ears.
He stares at the offered spoonful of gelato like it's about to bite. ]
...I wouldn't do that.
[ A weak protest, barely indignant at all. But he sighs and leans forward, rallying himself as he licks the gelato off the spoon. There, see! He musters up some of that energy again, manages to pull a grin back up. ]
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He stares at the offered spoonful of gelato like it's about to bite. ]
...I wouldn't do that.
[ A weak protest, barely indignant at all. But he sighs and leans forward, rallying himself as he licks the gelato off the spoon. There, see! He musters up some of that energy again, manages to pull a grin back up. ]
Not poisoned. And I do know how to use my tongue.