He took it without any hesitance, emptying the container and now having his fourth (and thankfully, last) chocolate strawberry in his hand. The candies look vaguely familiar, when he glanced at them, and Spock thought, perhaps, he had sampled them from one of the nearby shops. But his mind was more preoccupied with the treat at hand. Once again, he rotated it idly between his fingers.
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