[Pietro does his best to wait patiently through all the steps, and the second order was needed, as he had been ready to look as soon as he sat down. He taps his fingers on the table while she does whatever she has to to present this gift. When Wanda does allow him to open his eyes, he snorts, but it's not in derision. It's amusement. He could say something snarky or try to turn her gesture around on her somehow, but he doesn't. He wants to keep that happy smile on her face, where she glows brighter than the red flame on the candle.]
Thank you.
[It's soft, and he smiles faintly, something more real than the flashy smiles he has for people at the market or out in the street. It's a very small thing, the cupcake, but like all those birthdays before, it's all Pietro needs. He reaches out playfully as if he's going to touch the flame just to see if it's hot like actual fire.]
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Thank you.
[It's soft, and he smiles faintly, something more real than the flashy smiles he has for people at the market or out in the street. It's a very small thing, the cupcake, but like all those birthdays before, it's all Pietro needs. He reaches out playfully as if he's going to touch the flame just to see if it's hot like actual fire.]
You'll share it with me, yes?