[Sweet coffee? That... just sounds odd, really. Sure, some people (Thorin comes immediately to mind) might put honey or even sugar in their coffee, but coffee isn't meant to be sweet. It's meant to be dark and gritty and strong, and drunk from a tin mug while your father puffs on his thinking pipe.]
[Her head tilts a little, both at the idea of sweet coffee, and at the idea of sugar in everything. Sugar in sauces? Gods, what a world!]
I guess if it's free off of the people who're keeping us, there ain't a thing wrong with taking it. [Call it fair pay for being locked in a cell.] Do you really put sugar in sauce where ye're from?
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[Her head tilts a little, both at the idea of sweet coffee, and at the idea of sugar in everything. Sugar in sauces? Gods, what a world!]
I guess if it's free off of the people who're keeping us, there ain't a thing wrong with taking it. [Call it fair pay for being locked in a cell.] Do you really put sugar in sauce where ye're from?