[ He takes the plate from her. His gaze drops down, not quite robotic but slow and deliberate, he glances over everything that she's prepared for him. A little smile comes and goes on his face.
Henry lifts his head back up. His eyes widen slightly before it returns to the usual neutral look that he has. He opens his mouth to say something but stops. His chin dips down instead. ]
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Henry lifts his head back up. His eyes widen slightly before it returns to the usual neutral look that he has. He opens his mouth to say something but stops. His chin dips down instead. ]
Okay. [ His fingers curl around the plate. ]