[...That's the set of magic words that cause him to tense up like a board and go distinctly stone faced; he does his best to maintain eye contact but his gaze drifts lower... and Lower... Until he finally shakes his head and loudly blurts out-]
That's fine. I love cheeks. I have two of them, and they've never done me wrong in my life.
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That's fine. I love cheeks. I have two of them, and they've never done me wrong in my life.