[ Satero first staggers back a bit, rubbing his head, looking dazed. He looks utterly bemused by his own actions -- why did he do that? It'd seemed like a good idea at the time, but now his eyes are watering.
He rubs his eyes dry before looking back to tarts. ]
Those? Those are for me, right?
[ Satero stuffs his hands into his pockets, hunches his shoulders, and warily follows after Adrasteius. His attention is one hundred percent on the plate. ]
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[ Satero first staggers back a bit, rubbing his head, looking dazed. He looks utterly bemused by his own actions -- why did he do that? It'd seemed like a good idea at the time, but now his eyes are watering.
He rubs his eyes dry before looking back to tarts. ]
Those? Those are for me, right?
[ Satero stuffs his hands into his pockets, hunches his shoulders, and warily follows after Adrasteius. His attention is one hundred percent on the plate. ]