[He pauses, the pulled pork in hand, to examine his glass of beer. Not that he really doubted her, but he's curious what she found appealing in the one she chose. He set down the meat and lifted up the glass to sniff it, inhaling the aroma. He follows it with a small sip, letting the balance of bitter and sweet and spice roll over his tongue.]
I suppose your record of not betraying remains intact.
[It does taste quite good. He then gestures for her to help herself to the food first if she wishes. He can certainly wait, and while it's a trifle old fashioned, he would rather see her help herself first than dive in ahead of her.]
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[He pauses, the pulled pork in hand, to examine his glass of beer. Not that he really doubted her, but he's curious what she found appealing in the one she chose. He set down the meat and lifted up the glass to sniff it, inhaling the aroma. He follows it with a small sip, letting the balance of bitter and sweet and spice roll over his tongue.]
I suppose your record of not betraying remains intact.
[It does taste quite good. He then gestures for her to help herself to the food first if she wishes. He can certainly wait, and while it's a trifle old fashioned, he would rather see her help herself first than dive in ahead of her.]