[Regardless of how successfull Gwen is at wrangling her pet, the most it gets out of Yusei is an impassive blink. It's almost unclear what his reaction to it is, until...]
He's cute.
[...ah. That. That probably means this whole thing is ok. Probably.
He glances at Gwen, at Jeff with his little clawed hands on his legs (thank god for those orange baubely knee-pads), and at his own sandwich, before back to Gwen. With his free hand he points to the sandwich, then to Jeff.]
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He's cute.
[...ah. That. That probably means this whole thing is ok. Probably.
He glances at Gwen, at Jeff with his little clawed hands on his legs (thank god for those orange baubely knee-pads), and at his own sandwich, before back to Gwen. With his free hand he points to the sandwich, then to Jeff.]
May I...?