"Eh? Thank you, miss!"

Clear nodded happily, accepting the bread bowl in terms of taking one from the stack, carefully placing it on the default, small plate before him. He lifted his eyes to Ike's, and, just when he thought he wasn't looking...

Pop. Off went the bottom half of his mask, just long enough for him to swipe a bite of the bread.

"Mmm~! It is very good!" Oh my god, he forgot his manners. Talking with his mouth full really wasn't very becoming.