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C.C. only feels full after consuming an entire pizza. It's Kallen — not Lelouch this time — who keeps side-eyeing her, lips thinned in disgust. She's drumming her fingers along her arm, waiting for Zero’s orders, although she could be doing that anywhere."Did you want a slice?" C.C. asks, feigning sympathy as she opens the pizza box again."Of course not," Kallen says, voice taut with irritation. "What makes you think I'd even want —"C.C. kisses her, lips smearing grease across her face. Kallen jumps back, but she locks eyes with C.C. as she licks her lips.