"It tastes good and feels wonderful, ne?" He twists the strands of purplish hair around his index finger as his white stone flower brooch glows under the artificial light inside his ship. Gentaro stares at it in wonder as he never heard of a Nimrodian with ombre hair. "Just don't consume too much, someone I hated made those after all." The two give confused looks but never pressed Ramuda to speak further. Such questions can wait until they reach Stella. /*JakuRamu Stella AU that never puts me to sleep until I write it all down*/