Nicote swallowed. "Uh...a lot..." He quickly put another one in his mouth

Newt pressed his lips together, laughter threatening to escape.

"And don't get him started on pomegranate bread." Astra added with a laugh.

"And pomogranate pie. And pomogranate ice cream. And pomogranate juice. Actually, i think you're right Astrana. I'd fit in in the Underworld." Nicote dug out yet another pomogranate.

Newt couldn't help it. He burst out laughing.

Rolling hir eyes, Saria said, "Get a room, you two!"

Newt was now rolling on the floor.

Nicote blinked. "Huh?"

She made a face. "Yeah, you would never come out."

"Who us?" Dorian asked. "You got a problem with something?" He asked crossly. Out of everyone here there had to be one that judge wasn't there? How many times had he heard that before? Why couldn't they just deal with it? They didn't know the whole story they couldn't judge based on what they did see. That wasn't right.

"i think Saria meant me and the guy who can't stop laughting." Nicote corrected. He spitballed a seed at his head. "Shut up-its not funny or weird that I like pomogranates. You yourself wouldn't be able to stop if i tossed you a bag of oranges."

"I was talking to you and Astra," Saria said in a dark drawl.

"I see, my mistake." He nodded while regathering himself. There was very little in this world that made him angry and people judging him and Dexion was one of them. "While the subject is up though, you don't have a problem with us do you? I have to ask, some people feel uncomfortable with a public display of affection between two men."