[Action | January 27th, Morning]

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Food really had a way of drawing people's attention no matter what age they were. A growling stomach would be the first sound made while Eugene peeked out from the trees at this strange town. He didn't remember coming here, he didn't really even remember much of anything from a few minutes ago, a lot of it was fuzzy. But the desire to eat was real.

So he made it to this shop that smelled nice, watched as people came and went and got hot drinks. Hot drinks sounded good right now, it was too cold outside, so he made his way to the counter, ordered a drink, and went back outside with a warm mug to sit at a table.

His feet didn't quite touch the ground when he sat, but that wasn't unusual, he wasn't tall enough yet to have that luxury. In fact, someone might begin to wonder who this kid is that's arrived. His wings look familiar, black with blue tips, dark curly hair, brown eyes... drawn to food.

[OOC: Action and prose are both welcome. Eugene will likely be making his way around the town in small spurts in an effort to keep warm. Feel free to bother him

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[z_jay]

[It was a rare day indeed where Jack could leave Eugene speechless with being impressed. This isn't to say he wouldn't quietly marvel at Jack's aptitude for electrical engineering or learning how to fix things in a pinch, but with food...

This looked almost too good to eat, the rainbow marshmallows leaving multicolored streaks in the whipped cream as they sunk in, the cherry glistening in the light and the heavenly aroma of something butterysweet combined with chocolate. Truth be told, it was a thing of beauty, and Eugene watched it for several moments, hesitating as he looked up at Jack]

Is it really okay to drink this?

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[For the first time in days, it feels like, Jack laughs. Really laughs, not just a pale crackle of sound, tumbling out of him gigglishly as he watches the awe on Eugene's face.]

I didn't make it just so you could stare at it! [He nudges it closer, temptingly. Maybe it's weird to find the child version of the future love of your life so cripplingly adorable, but right now he doesn't care.] Go on. I can always make another.

[z_jay]

[This was practice for when science could achieve the impossible and they managed to either reverse time itself or have children. His smile blossomed completely, still having all his little-kid teeth before he began sipping with gusto. It was the perfect heat, and he had to break away for a moment to savor the flavor, milk-moustache and all.]

You made it so I could stare at it a little, don't lie.

[It was fun to have people admire the things you made... like scribbles of art on paper or the folded origami animals they helped him make at school. Jack was a big kid, he understood these things.]

[250mhzwabl]

[Jack gives a little 'ohoho,' of mock-intimidation, eyebrows lifting.]

Well aren't you the little detective. But fine, you've got me there. I do aim to impress.

[z_jay]

Are you my partner, then?

[Detectives always had partners who looked after each other on those TV shows he saw grownups watching.]

If so, I want a donut.

[He liked sweets, and if he could convince someone to go get it for him, then...]