Krem's brow hovers upward, but he follows the gesture and heads to the kitchen, searching his refrigerator briefly for something sweet that might alleviate whatever was making the man's voice refuse to function. He picks out a bottle of juice and holds it up with an arched brow. Does this guy even like juice?
"Could write it down," he suggests, so that at least there's some option while they figure out how to get the other man's voice back.
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Date: 2016-03-12 07:09 am (UTC)From:"Could write it down," he suggests, so that at least there's some option while they figure out how to get the other man's voice back.