[She chuckles and goes to roust up the ingredients for icing once she sees what he's chosen. Male-her keeps the sugar in the back of the farthest cupboard to, so her sense of taste didn't change with gender. There's something.
Partner comes sneaking over to lurk for fallen scraps. Just because he can't taste it doesn't mean he doesn't know that it's the best food ever.]
You care about her choices, Anya's. Because they don't make sense to you. [Question mark?]
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Partner comes sneaking over to lurk for fallen scraps. Just because he can't taste it doesn't mean he doesn't know that it's the best food ever.]
You care about her choices, Anya's. Because they don't make sense to you. [Question mark?]