[sulking is something that Styx is more than equipped to handle - used to, one might even go so far as to say - and when he sees the other man settle down into such an emotion his own good mood seems to silently increase. this was completely worth the sacrifice of what would have been his fifth snack of the past hour.]

Me? Haha, no way! Can barely make toast, let alone something that killer.

[he laughs and places his now empty hands behind his head, the picture of leisure and a contented nature. that he's been called 'human' as if the person he's conversing with isn't has completely escaped him.]

Got it from one of the booths a few rows over! They make it right in front of you 'nd let you add all kinds of toppings, 's fun to watch.