" Gray-sama! Juvia finally learned how to eat caramade franks in a proper way. " She uttered, happy, as a sincere smile poped up on her lips. " Now Juvia can share It with Gray-sama! "

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ    ❝ You did? Well done, Juvia. ❞ He declared earnestly, sparing his comrade a gaze befitting of his cordial tone over the robust shelf of his shoulder. ❝ Remember that proper means no silverware– because who needs them when we can use our hands, right? ❞ 

A distinguishable indicator of her self-growth, development? 

No. It’s a significant proof of how Juvia’s ardent passion for anything (involving him, and not)  managed to work her through any obstacles– be it a sticky one like Caramade Franks– or any others. Still, her achievement is acknowledged and Gray branched outward to rest his hand warmly on the ball of her shoulder, congratulating her on a job well done. 

  ❝ Guess we’ll see about sharing, hm? ❞