[Equius' ears snap forward, perked with heightened interest for Aradia and abandoned interest in what his team is murmuring. He picks up on her little movements, her lightest scents that he's knows non-hoofed animals could pick up, and those in hand with her gift and posture make his sweat increase. He stares at the bag of sweet, sweet sugar cubes he'd punch anything to get his hooves on, and self-consciously fidgets. Should he take them from her? Or should he wait for her to hand them out further, more suggestively?]
Oh, you didn't have to, I...
[He sniffs with eager desire, and swallows excess saliva that's accumulated in his mouth. His hand comes up to twirl strands of his hair around his finger, which he then slides around between two of them.]
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Oh, you didn't have to, I...
[He sniffs with eager desire, and swallows excess saliva that's accumulated in his mouth. His hand comes up to twirl strands of his hair around his finger, which he then slides around between two of them.]
Thank you.