[ France has been frequenting the peaches, for obvious reasons... He swore they looked like they had warm, friendly personalities. He even went after the apples America seems to be enjoying. ]

Oh? Are you planning a new dessert menu then? I-

[ He pauses mid-explanation when America's blond head dips in, and really, was it necessary to grab his wrist? He ignores how warm the touch is in favor of rolling his eyes halfheartedly. ]

Thank you for sparing my fingers. They are good. I must ask; how have you been paying for all of this? They aren't taking Chroma.

[ Is he...teasing him? Yes. ]