MUCH too late. Komui all but pounces on the agreement like a hungry ..animal, Or something. Just as Lenalee is turning to spear a bit of the chicken and lean over to feed Allen the snack - it's almost surprising how quickly Komui moves, because one moment he was in his chair, and the next he's between the pair of them, chomping mightily on the fork in Lenalee's hand.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
chiming
no subject
Date: 2016-07-28 01:19 am (UTC)From:"..." Lenalee blinks. "AH! Komui! You had yours!"