[Urgh, is this how Leo lives? Just filled with familial love and pride all the time? It makes him nauseous and bitter, and he grips his stick a bit harder.]
I've never roasted marshmallows before, so no.
[Such a killjoy.
He pulls his own marshmallow back and -- it's on fire, so he has to blow on it to put it out.
And it is a charred black. Which was the intent, so he's fine with that.]
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I've never roasted marshmallows before, so no.
[Such a killjoy.
He pulls his own marshmallow back and -- it's on fire, so he has to blow on it to put it out.
And it is a charred black. Which was the intent, so he's fine with that.]