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"oh, i'm pretty sure i can!" nesta's amusement is evident in her voice, although her features form the picture of bemusement. "from where i'm sitting, what's happening on either side of this room is just two different shades of the same insanity." it is, but she finds herself smiling ( the smallest curl of her lips ) despite herself. whatever they've got going on is questionable at best - but infinitely better than her own coping mechanisms.

she finds herself eyeing @gilmor's assortment of snacks, morbidly fascinated by the strange combination of textures of flavours. there's no way that they taste good one after the other, but she's curious. "— let me guess, you don't share food?"