[ He turns his own stick as Shaw assembles her s'mores, watching the marshmallow. All browned and crinkled around the edges. Not burnt, though. After a moment, Carver sighs and tugs it off the stick, popping it into his mouth. It's been years since he's had a marshmallow. Since he was a teenager, he realizes.
It's nice. Sickly sweet, but -
Nice. ]
That was decent of him, [ Carver says after a moment. ]
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[ He turns his own stick as Shaw assembles her s'mores, watching the marshmallow. All browned and crinkled around the edges. Not burnt, though. After a moment, Carver sighs and tugs it off the stick, popping it into his mouth. It's been years since he's had a marshmallow. Since he was a teenager, he realizes.
It's nice. Sickly sweet, but -
Nice. ]
That was decent of him, [ Carver says after a moment. ]