[how interesting! a sheep-person with a functional eye on a staff. the grove sure is full of characters! kiera's smile doesn't falter as she takes it all in. they've met werewolves and fish-people back home, after all.]
I do. Not that I dislike when it's made by others, but I can control the exact flavor and how quickly it's frozen and aerated.
[assuming the staff does indeed function as pure vanilla's eyes, in full view of it, kiera waves their hand over a mixing bowl of nearly-formed ice cream. sure enough, the liquidy contents seem to mix with a controlled breeze of air carrying the tiniest crystals of ice. and given maybe another half minute of that, viola! solid ice cream with purple swirls from the fresh blackberry chunks throughout.]
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I do. Not that I dislike when it's made by others, but I can control the exact flavor and how quickly it's frozen and aerated.
[assuming the staff does indeed function as pure vanilla's eyes, in full view of it, kiera waves their hand over a mixing bowl of nearly-formed ice cream. sure enough, the liquidy contents seem to mix with a controlled breeze of air carrying the tiniest crystals of ice. and given maybe another half minute of that, viola! solid ice cream with purple swirls from the fresh blackberry chunks throughout.]