Daolan looks somewhat longingly at the cookies, but Herate is nestled up against him eating Starbursts, and he doesn't want to get up.
Aria, I, and Allegra sit down together on a bean bag after grabbing cookies and cider.
Double posting here to post my roast.
Keep in mind, I'm roasting Syl. If you can tell which kind of poem it is, good, I did it right! If you can't, look harder.