Though he knew his Lieutenant couldn't tell through the dark of his mask, Amon narrowed his eyes at the man. He had gone out on patrol and brought back something Amon had not asked for, nor wanted. The Lieutenant had his mask off, enjoying the cool treat.
Today was one of the hottest days Republic City had faced in a long time, and most people had chosen to stay indoors. But life was still continuing, and so the Equalists still had a job to maintain. Most of the men were sweating buckets in their heavy, masked uniforms, and as the men cooled off during their breaks during the day, the Lieutenant assumed that his leader would enjoy something to help him cool down.
But Amon was unsure. Not only had he never experienced the joy that the Lieutenant had brought for him, but he was unsure how to experience it. The thick substance wouldn't fit through his smirking mask, and he had never taken it off in front of another person before. "Come on Amon, it'll cool you down."
Amon breathed a sigh of exasperation and examined the plastic cup. He had other things he could be doing right now for sure. But he was overheated. And his Lieutenant said it would be cool and sweet. "Bring me a spoon." He decided.
Lieutenant scurried away. It amused Amon how everyone, especially his Lieutenant went out of their way to please him. He scurried back to Amon and handed him a white plastic spoon and the plastic cup. Amon stuck his spoon in the melting, creamy substance, and carefully fed it through his mask, tasting the cold, creamy vanilla. "Mmm. I like ice cream." Amon said as he reached for another bite and his Lieutenant smiled.
