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“Mint? Good taste dear.” he paused before continuing. “I quite like earl grey tea..”

He gave a small smile towards him: “....You remind me of someone I know. though I suppose it is an explanation for another time.“

Oscar was at a museum, he needed something to ease his mind and looking through art seemed like the closest thing to comfort he could find. That was until he noticed a certain painting.

The fallen angel by Cabanel.

He looked at it almost mesmerized, lost in thought as he looked at the careful brush strokes and colors.

Fyodor approached the painting, his hands behind his back.

"Quite interesting, hm? Almost poetic.."