Nat hurtled herself into an empty seat before Lilith even got all of her words out. "Good enough for me," she conceded abruptly, reaching for the platter of pancakes and stuffing one into her mouth without further ado. Her highfalutin head would just have to dill with it, or forever hold its seeds.Lilith chuckled, pausing with the napkin hovering right over her lips as she glowered at Nat's childish act of sticking her tongue out.
Finally, she returned the favor by sticking her own out. "Due to our stupid escapade of the last three months, I'd say we've all had them. Multiple times. You should remember it, or maybe not, because you currently have a concussion; what do I know?"
"Manph, thee are gud," she marveled through a shamelessly full mouth. And it was by complete, but merciful, happenstance that she swallowed before containing. "Who's responsible?"