[It's a small victory, convincing Leia to accept a breather, but it's a victory nevertheless, and Jude'll take it. Good thing he's done extensive perusal and shopping for hot chocolate just recently thanks to taking part in that Secret Santa, so he got some fancier stuff for himself too while he was at it knowing the company he keeps. Let's see... Since Leia likes mixing weird things, and thankfully hot chocolate IS mix friendly, he could probably do something like whipped cream, caramel sauce, a dash of salt, and cinnamon powder? It's overkill for him, but she probably wouldn't mind, probably. Salted caramel is a confirmed combination that actually works, after all, and as far as making food and drinks is concerned, Jude would rather stick with what's already known rather than get experimental.
He'll be back out from the kitchen area in about ten to fifteen minutes with a tray, hopefully he didn't make her wait too long. On it sits a rather decadent-looking cup of hot chocolate, a few sheets of napkin, a spoon, and a different pouch. He'll be bringing it over to rest atop the makeshift coffee table in front of the couch she's plopped down on, though he doesn't make any motion to sit down himself just yet.]
Here you go. Careful, it's hot.
[With any luck, she may be too distracted by the hot chocolate and/or the mysterious pouch to quip back at him starting to sound naggy again?]
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[It's a small victory, convincing Leia to accept a breather, but it's a victory nevertheless, and Jude'll take it. Good thing he's done extensive perusal and shopping for hot chocolate just recently thanks to taking part in that Secret Santa, so he got some fancier stuff for himself too while he was at it
knowing the company he keeps. Let's see... Since Leia likes mixingweirdthings, and thankfully hot chocolate IS mix friendly, he could probably do something like whipped cream, caramel sauce, a dash of salt, and cinnamon powder? It's overkill for him, but she probably wouldn't mind, probably. Salted caramel is a confirmed combination that actually works, after all, and as far as making food and drinks is concerned, Jude would rather stick with what's already known rather than get experimental.He'll be back out from the kitchen area in about ten to fifteen minutes with a tray, hopefully he didn't make her wait too long. On it sits a rather decadent-looking cup of hot chocolate, a few sheets of napkin, a spoon, and a different pouch. He'll be bringing it over to rest atop the makeshift coffee table in front of the couch she's plopped down on, though he doesn't make any motion to sit down himself just yet.]
Here you go. Careful, it's hot.
[With any luck, she may be too distracted by the hot chocolate and/or the mysterious pouch to quip back at him starting to sound naggy again?]