[Right... energy and currency being so deeply tied with each other makes little sense to him, but these Prismals don't intend for people to rely on conventional work. A person could do nothing but moonlace all the time and they'd thrive. The fact that the other man loves sweets that much draws out another laugh-- he shouldn't have expected anything less!
He places a hand where the other man's shoulder must be, nudging him towards the kitchen, mostly obvious from the large counter space. The rest of anything in there feels unfamiliar.]
And yet you spend your money only on sweets? It truly does sound as though you need me.
[Though the touch comes without the intent for Chroma, it lingers again.]
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He places a hand where the other man's shoulder must be, nudging him towards the kitchen, mostly obvious from the large counter space. The rest of anything in there feels unfamiliar.]
And yet you spend your money only on sweets? It truly does sound as though you need me.
[Though the touch comes without the intent for Chroma, it lingers again.]