[ anya and hunter gonna be besties ]

[constellates]

there will be a shitpost here once i find a relevant one

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[counterclocked]

[By now, it's clear that there's something going on with interconnected emotions and physical sensations. The pain in his fingers doesn't make it much of a mystery who he's connected to now; he doubts the feeling of loneliness is coming from Galo, at least.

He doesn't say anything about it, though. The feeling is met with some light concern from his end, but he doesn't want to make her feel like she's a worry.]

Pizza? Nice. What's step one?

[constellates]

[oh, the concern - well it makes her pause momentarily, her good hand coming up to her chest for a moment]

Oh - mm...

Pick toppings! Hunter's favorite is?

[counterclocked]

[He looks her way at that motion, but after a moment:]

Definitely pepperoni. You?

[constellates]

[she hums thoughtfully]

Mushroom, I think...

Все. But I like all.

[she's not picky

about anything - regardless she's going to reach for the pepperoni slices she's already cut, handing some off to hunter!]

[counterclocked]

Well, hey! In that case, we can do both.

[He takes the pepperoni, though, looking at the dough.]

Marinara sauce first, right?