[He does his best... He also pauses, raising an eyebrow as he wonders if he should exercise some responsibility here and not let Amira drink, given she's - technically a child.
But he shrugs that thought off more or less immediately after it comes, because she'd definitely fight him for it— and they both deserve a drink, by now.]
If we're lucky, it'll be two. Just the right amount to spice up our picnic.
[There isn't a chance of him not flopping down in the grass to shove a hand blindly into this basket. He'll picnic on someone's lawn, whatever.]
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But he shrugs that thought off more or less immediately after it comes, because she'd definitely fight him for it— and they both deserve a drink, by now.]
If we're lucky, it'll be two. Just the right amount to spice up our picnic.
[There isn't a chance of him not flopping down in the grass to shove a hand blindly into this basket. He'll picnic on someone's lawn, whatever.]