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[Something smells sweet and delicious. After probably being scolded by either of his swords and/or Haru about taking it easy and leaving cooking experiments to other people, Souji has mostly stayed out of the kitchens... but no one said anything about watching someone cook, right? And tuberculosis might be pretty bad for your appetite, but sweets is a completely different matter. He can always manage to eat those, somehow - sheer stubbornness, most likely.

So Sebastian will find analarmingly skinny little waif of a man watching him raptly from the entrance to the kitchen. His expression is one of unashamedly childish curiosity and enthusiasm as he cranes his head slightly to try to catch a glimpse of what's being made, and whenever Sebastian notices him he'll offer a bright smile and a wave.]

Hello there. You're a new face. Did Haru-kun adopt you too. [That's one way of putting it.]