[ kozuru aside she is at the top of his shit list. he just doesn't have the spoons to deal with her, so as soon as he notices that she's in the kitchen too he frowns, biting back a sigh. for a moment he stares at the book she's got her nose buried in, but she's thoroughly captivated, so maybe he can just make his snake and fuck off. ]
[ At the moment, it's Demonology. Sitting beside it, there's a copy of the King James Bible, also open though apparently not being read at this very second. Spread across the table but closed are Learning Japanese: Hiragana and Katakana; Guns, Germs, and Steel; Hirohito and the Making of Modern Japan; several National Wildlife Federation Nature Guides; and Firearms: An Illustrated History.
She's not as captivated by the book as he thinks--she's tried reading the same paragraph five times now and still can't remember what it says. Most likely that's the wine. Although it could just also be how generally sad she feels. She is entirely aware that he's in the kitchen--but she doesn't have the energy for another fight right now. Her body hurts, her heart hurts.... everything just hurts.
In any case, there's plenty of reason for him to think if he comes in he can make his food unbothered, shit-list or not. ]
[ childe takes note of a couple of the books in passing... but 90% of them sound so dull. not wonder she's falling asleep at the wheel. he can smell the wine, but he's not blaming it. ]
[ it's clearly! the books!! ]
...you should be in bed. [ it's an off-hand comment made from the counter as he chops up a bunch of ingredients for the borscht he's decided to spontaneously make at the asscrack of night. he's not interested in another fight either, but he sincerely doubts she's going to put herself to bed, so perhaps a little nudge... and then he can have the kitchen to himself. ] It looks like you're only a few seconds from falling asleep.
[ She frowns, trying to think about what wine and milk will do together in her stomach. Surely not curdle? Does she even like milk? She can't remember having had it since she woke up. ]
I don't know. Probably shouldn't use a stove right now...
[ She might burn herself. Or the whole kitchen... ]
I get the feeling he'd choose Heaven and going home. It's become a popular choice as of late, and I don't know why some people would throw away everything to stay in such an awful place. But neither you nor him can go anywhere until you're together again, so don't go graduating too quick.
Not that much. We hung out a few times. I took a memory. Did th' puzzle room thing.
[ In retrospect, it was time squandered, and she regrets not doing more with him. But she was afraid of getting attached to someone she knew was going to disappear again--what that might do to her. But it didn't really matter, because here she is now--and she deprived Aether of an opportunity to really be around her as much. ]
âŠyou could have spent no time at all together, but you managed that much in between that stupid game we had to play on and off. Iâm sure heâll cherish those memories while he fights to get back here.
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childeishly) wrote2021-02-25 12:10 pm
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She's not as captivated by the book as he thinks--she's tried reading the same paragraph five times now and still can't remember what it says. Most likely that's the wine. Although it could just also be how generally sad she feels. She is entirely aware that he's in the kitchen--but she doesn't have the energy for another fight right now. Her body hurts, her heart hurts.... everything just hurts.
In any case, there's plenty of reason for him to think if he comes in he can make his food unbothered, shit-list or not. ]
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[ it's clearly!
the books!! ]
...you should be in bed. [ it's an off-hand comment made from the counter as he chops up a bunch of ingredients for the borscht he's decided to spontaneously make at the asscrack of night. he's not interested in another fight either, but he sincerely doubts she's going to put herself to bed, so perhaps a little nudge... and then he can have the kitchen to himself. ] It looks like you're only a few seconds from falling asleep.
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[ There's no bite to the response--if anything, she does genuinely sound sleepy--but just a sort of quiet assertiveness. ]
'll never understand this place if I... don't teach myself. I still have too many questions.
[ And there, it seems, is the answer to his question as to what she's been doing with all her time since she's been here. ]
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I donât think youâll find the answers in those books. Perhaps a few scattered, but this place doesnât exactly follow a strict set of rules.
Go get some rest.
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... I can't sleep.
[ There's something embarrassed to the way that's mumbled out. ]
I might as well try to make myself useful.
[ Although he does have a good point that the alcohol was a bad idea.... she sags forward, resting her head against the open book. ]
I shouldn't have bought the wine.
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But if you canât sleep, then how about some warm milk?
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I don't know. Probably shouldn't use a stove right now...
[ She might burn herself. Or the whole kitchen... ]
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[ probably not the best combo, but it miiiight help? ]
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Are the stoves here magic too?
[ #drunklogic ]
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Or you can just have some of the soup I'm making. That could probably help too. You shouldn't drink on an empty stomach.
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[ Was that one of the things he promised her brother? Her brother.... ]
D'you think Aether's got food to eat?
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What did you two end up doing while he was here?
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[ In retrospect, it was time squandered, and she regrets not doing more with him. But she was afraid of getting attached to someone she knew was going to disappear again--what that might do to her. But it didn't really matter, because here she is now--and she deprived Aether of an opportunity to really be around her as much. ]
... 'n second thought, I am that bad.
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