Orsino's eyebrows had slowly been creeping up his forehead; Merton certainly did have the strangest desires sometimes. He couldn't imagine why anyone would put themselves in that sort of situation. Deciding it unwise to press the subject further, Orsino turned his thoughts elsewhere.
"Dessert thing?" he blurted out, not even attempting to make the change of subject subtle. "It wasn't tira misu, was it?"
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