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“Mhm.”

That was the only response he could give with his cheeks puffed out. He had stuffed the entire thing in his mouth at once, and now he was riding on the waves of pleasure that came with that sweet, wonderful taste in his mouth. Berries must have been some kind of natural wonder or something. It reminded him of chocolate.

“I don’t want to put you out or anything. You don’t have to do anything special for me.” Even though he would have gladly taken more of them.

“I’m glad you like ‘em, Silver.”

Rebecca chuckled quietly. He looked absolutely adorable and it filled her with pride that she could give him something nice. The trainer went into her hoodie pocket and took out a folded cloth, opening it and putting it on the ground. She put about five of both Pechas and Orans on the cloth before wrapping it up and tying it tight.

“I’m more than happy to share these with you, hun. You deserve ’em. Plus, you’ll need at least one to start your berry garden.”

She offered the cloth to Silver with a bright smile.

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