[ Look, it's fine. They can just get another one! That marshmallow and live in the flames and die gooey or whatever. Mizuki isn't concerned. He's way more interested in these kisses, actually. Of which, he absolutely steals another, brushing some of the hair out of Ebalon's face with a cheeky grin. Everyone will just have to deal with this being in front of their salads s'mores, honestly, because Mizuki's having such a good time. ]

You're just a terrible influence, my love. Asking for something as vulgar as kisses... next you're gonna want to hold my hand or something.