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"[b]These chips will be fine[/b]" Clay replied to Ayeka before she left, picking up the near untouched basket. He put all his focus on the food, not even glancing at the angry man standing just feet away, who seemed to be burning with blue flames.
Clay bit a chip in half and then proceeded to, slowly, deliberately, flick the remainder at Sans. A wide taunting and proud grin on his smug face as he reached for another chip.