[The praise, so simple but so meaningful, fills Ion's heart. He holds tightly onto his own parfait--but how can he possibly eat it, right now?]
Oh...I'm so happy. I'm so glad you like it.
[He can't stop smiling. It feels like his heart is going to burst. He can't stop smiling...so why is he crying again? This isn't at all like any of the other times he's felt the urge to cry.]
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Oh...I'm so happy. I'm so glad you like it.
[He can't stop smiling. It feels like his heart is going to burst. He can't stop smiling...so why is he crying again? This isn't at all like any of the other times he's felt the urge to cry.]
I was truly, truly hoping you would.