"I won't. I like sugar too, though, so I'm kind of glad." He took Toki's hand and stood, wiping off his knees. "I get that a lot. I'm glad I can take after Pappa. He's a good man." Soren had never been the sort of teenager to worry about turning into his parents. He'd actually hoped he'd turn into one of them, or a conglomeration, if only because they were the people he looked up to the most.
Once in the kitchen, Soren couldn't help lightly stroking Toki's hair. It was pretty, and it was weird - but awesome - watching it grow so fast. "I can mix things, yeah. That's about all Cass lets me do."