 Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo
At Lexa's enthusiastic greeting, Jake gave a wave. He liked that girl. She was a good kid. And much nicer than the groundskeeper guy. Why was he so grumpy, anyway?
"Hey, mate," Jake said, stepping toward Firth and offering his bowl. "If you want some, I can share, you know." Because that had to be the only explanation for him wanting them all to leave. Because really... ice cream that had gone bad? It was frozen. Frozen things didn't go bad, did they? And, also, why couldn't the hippogriffs - HAI, hippogriffs! - have any? They looked like they needed a bit of ice cream cheer.
Turning his attention back to the groundskeeper, Jake smiled easily. "There's more in the castle," ice cream, that is, "So I can get some more later, anyway. Here, have a go at it." He sort of thrust his bowl at the guy. He wasn't really arguing, either. Just merely suggesting. And being a nice guy. Sharing ice cream. Making friends. All that good stuff.
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