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[As Erwin well knows by now, Sunny is not a very expressive person. He tries to be when reading poems, but there's only so many muscles he can move in his face - he just doesn't emote all that much; that being said, Erwin has probably been around him enough now to realize that, even when his smile is small, it's the equivalent to his face brightening up like a beam of light. That's what happens now.

[He nods, taking a few steps forward and incling his head a bit, black ears twitching and swiveling.]

Did you...take a potion too? [He's never asked, he realizes - at least, he doesn't think he has.]