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Zaney picked up his fork and pushed the home fries around a little bit, ears dropping. There was a sudden bit of hope at what Ciaran said, though. Maybe things would work out if -- "Does... does that mean 'yes'?" The kuppy's eyes brightened considerably as he gaped up at the centaur. A moment of pause. Then, his tail started to thump against the leather of the seat at its mandatory starting speed of a mere million miles an hour (that's 1,609,344 kilometers per hour for you metric people).

"I... Of course." Zane knew that Lance was special to Ciaran. They were like big hair on an 80's band. (That was an expression he'd heard Kuro use at some point.) Sliding over to the centaur, the kuppy pushed his plate of food away, not for loss of appetite, but so that he could reach Ciaran and hug him around the middle. "Please don't be sad? I... I don't want to take you away from Lance. I'll go and explain everything to him."

His tail was still traveling at high velocities from side to side and Zane couldn't mask his utter joy. So, he fluffed Ciaran's tail a little bit to try and get the centaur to lighten up.

Zaney purred quietly; he was smirking and gave a last fluff to the centaur's tail before curling against Ciaran. "I'm not a 'puppy'," he said indignantly. "I'm a full-grown kuppy Hyte, thank you very much." But, he still acted very much like a little hybrid cat-dog. The male's tail was slowing down, calming a bit as Zane finally sighed and, blushing red, squirmed so that he could lay a quick kiss to Ciaran's cheek.

The kuppy blanched at the thought of formally being called by his name all the time. It wasn't any fun to not have any nicknames. He blushed a bit at the newest nickname and objected, albeit, not very strongly. "I'll be yours, since you're mine. But, I'm not a brat." He stuck his tongue out to accompany the comment, but also unknowingly prove his point.

Zane was purring quietly and reached onto the table to snag a sausage with one paw and greedily gobble it up with his face pressed against Ciaran's tunic. He was suddenly hungry again. "How's your apple cobbler?"

More purring and Zane reached for another sausage and maybe a few home fries. Being pressed against a centaur and in an awkward position as it was, Zane simply turned so that he was laying across the seat on his back and opened his mouth with an 'Aaahh!' He expected full-service; so maybe he was a brat?

There was only a milli-second pause before Zane lunged up and with a metallic-sounding 'clink', ate the large chunk of cobbler and nibbled on the fork. No waiting for service, apparently. He wanted food and what if it had dripped on him? That wouldn't have been good.

"No, thank you," he said, pieces of apple cobbler flying out of his mouth as he chewed with his mouth open. "This really is some good apple cobbler. Maybe I'll ask Kuro to use the kitchen one day and make you something." Though, Kuro had banned him from wandering around the house alone because of the trouble he got into when he was by himself. So, that might be a bit of a problem.

Everything felt like it was back to normal. Ciaran was here, they were eating delicious food, and they were together. It sounded so strange, but at the same time, oddly comforting. The kuppy hyte swallowed the rest of the apple cobbler and licked his lips. His tail started to wag again, gaining speed before he opened his mouth again. "More food?"

Zaney obediently opened his mouth and gobbled up the food. Half-chewing his food and still wagging his tail, the kuppy purred between bits of food. "I've actually thought about using it as a propeller, but Mom says that it's not physically possible to reach the required speeds to elevate my body mass. But, that just means I need a longer tail."

The hyte sat up, but stuck close to the centaur and pulled his own food over to him, licking his lips in delight. The pancakes were just right with berries flowing over the side and a little pile of whipped cream on top. Zane scooped it up with a spoon and offered it to Ciaran. "Whipped cream?"