"I'm sure I'll like them," He said, picking up the still warm cookie. "You know, unless you were sent by the falcons to poison me." Biting into the chocolate chip, Oliver made a noise of pleasure, and finished the rest of the cookie. "Then again," he grabbed another. "If you have poisoned me, it's well worth it."
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