[ While Vincent is accustomed to Echo springing around, summoning a gust of wind is quite new to him. ]
Huh. [ A vaguely curious sound - before Aether commands his attention. The taller blond presses a hand to his chest once more, but this time, with some laughter. ] Ah, are you finally questioning your taste?
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Huh. [ A vaguely curious sound - before Aether commands his attention. The taller blond presses a hand to his chest once more, but this time, with some laughter. ] Ah, are you finally questioning your taste?
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There is nothing wrong with my taste. [He's not going to admit it, especially not in front of Vincent!]
I'll better make some breakfast.
[Ever since his spectral death Aether doesn't need to eat, but right now preparing some food seems like the best way he can escape this situation.]