While Oriel took a nibble, Alyx gave a friendly and polite little wave at the offer. “They look good, miss, but uh, I think I’ll pass this time. Tryin’ to mind my diet, don’t wanna take in too much sweet stuff.”
“Oh Alyx, since when has that ever been a concern to you? You always exercise it off regardless... enjoy the holidays a little more, won’t you please?”
“Aheh, I know sis, I really should. I appreciate it, ma’am, we both do,” Alyx grinned at the Florges before deciding to take one, or at least, the smallest-looking one in the bag. “Much thanks.”
“As for us? We’re quite enjoying ourselves, oh yes~!” The Gardevoir chirped shyly, smiling at the floral sylph. “We’re reconnecting with so many others... it’s a wonderful break from our professions.”
“No kiddin’.”
“And yourself...? Have the festivities treated you well thus far...? ... Ah, yes! How rude of me, I am Oriel...” she dipped her head as she greeted Genevieve, “and this is my brother Alyx.”
“Yo,” the Gallade responded mellowly with a light thumbs up.
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