[He takes a second because he hadn't gestured over... here, the things were on the counter and then --- oh. Me. I'm the thing. Okay. And honey. She's not heavy and it does seem a bit like she's climbing him with her forearms and elbows on his chest, but then she's manoeuvred to where she wanted and he is entirely okay with being the thing. He sort of opens his mouth a bit more - because he knows there's more honey and Rose is all over in front of him and there is a sort of sensory thing happening where he's soaked in Rose which is always a good thing.]
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