[Tieria sits on the bed, looking at Setsuna with a look that can't be exactly defined.
The other leans down, holding a spoon in his hand. There is a faint smile on his lips as he feeds the purple-haired, with something that is most likely a cake, judging from a plate standing on the nightstand.]
"Complaints?"
[Tieria closes his eyes, a slight
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