[ she gives him a small smirk when he agrees with her, nodding once before looking on over to the fire. it's only then that it really settles in how the air smells of cinnamon, and it makes her smile a little. ]
Cinnamon... [ mary margaret wants to laugh a little, before bigby mentions going to sit down. she notices the pillows, the rest of the supplies all laid out next to them, and she starts on over. ] Not a fool, I don't think. But sitting does sound better than standing. [ she picks a pillow, settling herself down on it before she pulls out the bag with the marshmallows, looking up to him. ] Well?
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Cinnamon... [ mary margaret wants to laugh a little, before bigby mentions going to sit down. she notices the pillows, the rest of the supplies all laid out next to them, and she starts on over. ] Not a fool, I don't think. But sitting does sound better than standing. [ she picks a pillow, settling herself down on it before she pulls out the bag with the marshmallows, looking up to him. ] Well?