[ Percival notices the shift in expression. He isn't sure what it means, exactly, but it seems worthy of note - then again, he doesn't know Credence all that well, so every detail is worthy of note at this point.
And then Credence deadpans at him that he should eat plain pasta with sauce on the side.
Percival snorts into his coffee. ]
Mhm. [ Give him a second, it's not often he's startled into amusement. ] And then if I don't like it, well. Plain pasta.
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And then Credence deadpans at him that he should eat plain pasta with sauce on the side.
Percival snorts into his coffee. ]
Mhm. [ Give him a second, it's not often he's startled into amusement. ] And then if I don't like it, well. Plain pasta.