( ... a loud, telling silence. a statement that bears a fair bit of doubt as robin suddenly and painstakingly reconsiders the benefits of free will for the first time in her young life.

just kidding. chocolate doesn't splash, and she can wash up just the same. there are worse things in this place than a sweet tooth, and if they can indulge where they can with minor nudity, then why not? in any case, she's exhaling in a soft (fond) breath as stelle gets chocolate all over her mouth and chin in a predictable display, only extricating herself once she realizes that, yes, stelle will probably try it a second time, straw or not. )

I think there were plates lined up on the banquet table...

( there's literally a feast stacked down the entire span of it... or so she doesn't say. she'd have made a more valiant attempt to get stelle on the right path towards it, but arm-locked and heels skid-marking along the carpet would've implied that she wouldn't have made much success. )

If you're keen on marshmallows and strawberries? As well as cheese and various meats, possibly meant as a salty accompaniment.

... but don't let that stop you from experimenting.

( maybe if she stopped enabling, they'd actually get somewhere )