Arian blinked at him innocently. "Perhaps." He curiously tried the soup, then looked absolutely amazed. "This is delicious--!!"
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He blushed when he was told that it was delicious. "It's just mushroom soup." He told him softly, smiling a little. It made him swell with pride to hear that his own homemade recipe was as good as the other said.
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"Just?!!" Arian exclaimed, looking astounded. "How does one make something so delicious?! And from vegetables, no less! It seems I have missed much spending so much time in my dragon form."
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Oliver's cheeks grew to be a sweet candy color at his astoundment. "...Would you want to take some home with you when you leave?" He asked softly. He was flustered, but it was amusing that he was so sweet about it. "Tomorrow I'll have to make you a caramelized onion."
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Arian nodded rapidly, looking awed. He smiled at him softly at his shyness.
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He smiled at him sweetly and hummed a little, gulping. "W-Would it bother you if I cracked the door?" He finally asked, after a few minutes of being a little too warm for comfort. "I won't let it get cold. You can tell me when it's alright, I'm just burning up." He squeaked, his ear flicking.
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Arian's eyes widened slightly. "Of course not, please go ahead!"
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He nodded and got up, walking towards the door to crack it open a little. a cold rush of air blew in, and so did some snow. He squeaked, and immediately shut it before moving to open a window with a sheet over it instead. "There." He muttered, breathing a sigh of relief.
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(That sounds great ^u^ Sure!)
Arian glanced back at him in concern. "You okay?"
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He nodded softly and smiled, blushing a little and plopping down. "Well tomorrow, we're going to tell the elders about the treasure. Then, you can leave if you want to." He told him softly. "But its snowing badly tonight."
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Arian dipped his head. "Okay," he murmured softly. "Thank you, again.."
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He nodded softly and smiled a bit, before he glanced away. "...I could get you a blanket, if it would hel you be comfortable."
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"I'm okay," he assured him softly, smiling brightly at his kindness. "Really."
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He nodded softly and got up to put his bowl in the sink. "I love the spring, but winter can get overbearing."
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Arian nodded in agreement with a sigh. "I hate being cooped up sleeping in my cave all day.."
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He nodded softly and smiled softly at him, tilting his head a little. "Why do you live in a cave my I ask?" He asked softly.
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"I'm a dragon," he said with a shrug. "It's kind of our thing."
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HE glanced down a little and nodded, frowning some. "That makes sense I guess."
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Arian chuckled. "Sorry. In all seriousness, it's a good home, if you're living out in the wilderness. Roomy for myself and my hoard and easy to defend. Good shelter. That kind of thing."
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He nodded and shrugged. "And I guess it wouldn't be as threatening to walk up to a house with a dragon in it." He snickered. "And to have all the treasure under your mattress."