[Recollection passes over his face, but he doesn't follow through with the thought that travels past his lips. That's not a memory he'd like for either of them to relive. So he simply hums, bringing a hand temporarily to his lips in thought, in a careful clearing of his throat.]
I haven't had them in that form, but I know of castella cakes... I wonder if they're any similar.
Was Aragaki the one who whipped them up, then, or did you make them yourself?
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[Recollection passes over his face, but he doesn't follow through with the thought that travels past his lips. That's not a memory he'd like for either of them to relive. So he simply hums, bringing a hand temporarily to his lips in thought, in a careful clearing of his throat.]
I haven't had them in that form, but I know of castella cakes... I wonder if they're any similar.
Was Aragaki the one who whipped them up, then, or did you make them yourself?