Yamato makes an amused noise in the back of his throat, pocketing the datachip. "Trust an employee of the Hutts to know how to have a good time, I suppose."
He inclines his head a little as the plate of moved towards him, taking one of the goodies and trying it.
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Date: 2019-04-12 03:01 am (UTC)He inclines his head a little as the plate of moved towards him, taking one of the goodies and trying it.
"A rarefied flavour," he remarks, after a moment.