[The little vampire closes her eyes when Marisa's hand brushes her face. When her hand had gone, her face was somewhat dry again. She sniffled a bit--then looked a bit dubiously at the...little white pebbles, with lines on them.
But Marisa ate them without something happening, so they should be safe, right?
She didn't trust her hands not to wobble too much, so she leaned forward to lift the funny pebbles off of Marisa's hand with her teeth. Flandre's fangs graze the skin a bit, but don't stick.
...she promptly frowns and wishes she hadn't, though. That didn't taste so nice.]
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But Marisa ate them without something happening, so they should be safe, right?
She didn't trust her hands not to wobble too much, so she leaned forward to lift the funny pebbles off of Marisa's hand with her teeth. Flandre's fangs graze the skin a bit, but don't stick.
...she promptly frowns and wishes she hadn't, though. That didn't taste so nice.]