[The scone is actually delicious and Skye is happily chomping on it as Junie talks. It’s really kind of nice, Skye thinks, that Junie is so energetic and chatty. It means Skye doesn’t have to try to think of things to say to fill in any awkward silences.
Of course, he's reminded that he still has to take part in the conversation when Junie narrows her gaze on him and asks a rather pointed question. Skye blinks and pouts, staring for a moment like a deer caught in the headlights. Or, perhaps more accurately, a chipmunk in headlights considering how full his mouth is of scone.]
Hrmrff.
[Very articulate. His mouth is obviously too full to speak so he grabs his milk tea and gulps down several swallows along with the scone.]
Uh… [Another sip of tea to collect himself.] You mean…magically speaking? [Because he did have a specialty before all this happened, but music doesn’t seem to be good enough for his dad's weird, elitist family.] Not really. I haven’t even been able to find anything I’m very good at.
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Of course, he's reminded that he still has to take part in the conversation when Junie narrows her gaze on him and asks a rather pointed question. Skye blinks and pouts, staring for a moment like a deer caught in the headlights. Or, perhaps more accurately, a chipmunk in headlights considering how full his mouth is of scone.]
Hrmrff.
[Very articulate. His mouth is obviously too full to speak so he grabs his milk tea and gulps down several swallows along with the scone.]
Uh… [Another sip of tea to collect himself.] You mean…magically speaking? [Because he did have a specialty before all this happened, but music doesn’t seem to be good enough for his dad's weird, elitist family.] Not really. I haven’t even been able to find anything I’m very good at.