I-154: Spanial, Common Room (Hyperspace to Captree)
Jennie gives a small, playfully dismissive toss of her head, “I made Kwint do all the work.”
Kwint nods in response to both of them, makes a wry dig, referencing the pink-and-purple covered, cream-and-jam-filled dessert monstrosity he has created, “hope you like the colour.”
“It seems fitting, doesn’t it?” He’ll give another round of awkward thanks. Is his bikeday information anyone could discover if they bothered to look?
Lia is amused but does not comment.