" iggy i figured it out! " she called, running up to the much taller male with a small cake in her hand, " this is it! hurry go give it to noct! "
the mystery has been solved | @comminuta .
“ — YOU’RE CERTAIN ? ” years have been spent procuring and demolishing a set recipe , no matter how scattered it may remain . a puzzle in its entirety — - odd ends of it have fit together through trial and error . fruit holds to be a trouble yet . on occasion , a proper dough . it sits here , in their companion’s hand , delicate . complete .
yet it would make no sense for him to be the one to deliver it . it is not his ACCOMPLISHMENT but hers — a fact that he is nonetheless grateful for . to a point that he shakes his head . offers a smile that is nothing short of bright within its own right . “ if that’s the case … i believe it is yours to give , ami . ”
he would , at least , accompany her .