[Voice | Private]
...mm. Someone brought that up earlier, but I don't think I could make it as good as Papa did.
[ "someday, you have to try some!" it goes unsaid even as it flits through her head, of course. that's not really a possibility - there's nothing left back home for her, papa and hot cocoa included.
she tries to put it out of her mind once more, thinking of happier things. and of course, that immediately leads into- ]
What all do you think he puts into it? [ it's said a little quietly, but at least her mind's not dwelling on what she's lost. ] Marshmallows, and cream and cocoa, but that can't be all...