The pie was... great! The taste and texture was like something he had ever had before (for good reason), and the sweetness was enough to make this one of his better days, regardless of the morning.

So he had been sedated. So Rubedo had been spending time with Nigredo. The shift after, Rubedo spent time with him, and stayed with him, talking to him and even being affectionate. He learned more about his surroundings from Meche, Angel gave him a notebook, he had his own... And there was dessert here.

Yeah. This was pretty much one of the best days he had had.

Caught in thought, Albedo had paused, the fork in his mouth as he went over the day. When his new roommate plunked another pie on his plate, Albedo's eyes widened exponentially. A notebook was one thing, and now someone was freely giving his own dessert? How could....

He wasn't used to small kindness from strangers at all. Swallowing the last bite of his own, he removed the fork awkwardly, watching the other for any tells that this was a trap or a trick. Albedo found nothing to show that this was anything than what it seemed like. A wide smile slowly spread across his face. "Yeah!" he answered enthusiastically, before adding, "Thanks!" This time, it was said with feeling.