really is trying to be better, isn't he? she'll look a bit surprised even at the offer - before bringing her hand up to her mouth to obscure her giggle a bit. she's trying not to laugh too much in case it hurts her chest...]
[Yeah, well, she giggled like a stupid girl, and then she practically wheezed out the rest, and so he's back on the argument again.
Unfortunately, he is...... a fifteen year old boy who hasn't done a single damn romantic thing in his life, much less anything like that with the girl. He hasn't even LOOKED at a girl. So Anya gets the most unromantic soup stir with the spoon............. and then ignored as he tries the first bite to make sure it's fine.
And then hands the spoon off to her so she can eat herself. Very funny.]
so she doesn't look too disappointed or anything - she'd be considerably more shocked if he actually had a suave bone in his body. instead she'll take the spoon with a soft little 'spasiba' before trying some herself.]
Острый... Did I get it right?
[and she'll stir it again, before getting another spoonful
and offering it up to him just because she thinks passing the spoon back and forth will get tiring. there is no ulterior motive. she just doesn't care.]
[He watches the bowl idly while she tries it, but he definitely startles when the spoon comes nyooming into his field of vision. He reaches up, but pauses; she doesn't look like she's handing it off at all. He sort of just... stares between her and the spoon like ??? And he gets red in the face.
[Very slowly, he sort of... looks around like he's expecting someone to jump out of the woodwork and holler surprise, catching them in the middle of this embarrassing endeavor. When nothing happens, he looks back.
And carefully leans forward to take the bite. He might pass out again.]
Uncle Jiang, [he tries again, better this time on his part,] said my mom liked to cook. She always made them lotus root soup. And my dad, too.
[please don't pass out again, it's a pc and she can't call for help - that said she's going to give him the scoop and hum happily when he takes it. yayyyyy.
and then will proceed to just get another scoop for herself as she listens]
Hm... if can send recipe to Anya after you go home, I tried to learn Chinese. [she's going to be quadlingual] Улучшение. So I will try to make better, and closer.
Subete... Japanese has three writing style. Hiragana, katakana, kanji. Kanji uses some symbols same as Chinese - but meaning can be different, and combination different.
[she'll have some more soup then, before continuing to explain]
But your letter to me... Самоучка. Said something I could not read, so I taught myself how to read it.
[That makes sense, but also, like... he's so ancient, what's a Japan? It's fine. Subete tried his best, and that's what matters. Even if Jin Ling and Huaisang are stupid as hell.]
Oh. [He glances away, embarrassed. He hadn't intended her to go out of her way to figure out how to read the damn tsundere apology, but whatever.] It wasn't... anything important.
[ . . . hmmm. she pauses at that before offering him up another spoonful of soup.]
... was important. Связь. What you have to say is important, so I wanted to understand it.
I... do not think I am less smart than other people - but sometimes I cannot know things if it is not in words. Even if in language I did not understand, I will learn language to hear what you say.
Because I want to know what you think - clear as I can.
[He doesn’t take it at first because he’s too busy hyperfocusing on her dumb shoujo ass. What the hell. He still doesn’t get why it’s so easy for her to be able to say these things so honestly.
And to people’s face no less!]
It said... sorry. [In case she hadn’t figured it out or something.] For what happened. That’s all.
[Well, he just sits here like a tomato. Again. It’s fine.]
I didn’t know... I mean... [His eyes lower to glance around.] The other realm. I hadn’t received any letters, so I didn’t know... how it worked. If you could see us like spirits.
I didn’t have anyone else... to send anything to really.
[He says this with such certainty. Toi, Zenitsu, Ayabe, all of them, even Huaisang, tossed by the wayside because he's too embarrassed to consider them friends, or close. It's fine.]
[His furrows his brows only because... he doesn't understand why she is asking to ask, then again, he's very use to this because of his culture. Even though... he does not expect it from others after being here so long.]
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... Peach is gone. Someone should cook. Hевещественный. I can and am ghost, so...
[which is the main reason why she's not resting, honestly.]
Can rest a little later.
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He glances down into the bowl, and his stomach does give a little gurgle.]
...Do you want some?
[Maybe he can, like, feed her, and then she'll pass out from a food coma. Does that work on girls, too?]
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really is trying to be better, isn't he? she'll look a bit surprised even at the offer - before bringing her hand up to her mouth to obscure her giggle a bit. she's trying not to laugh too much in case it hurts her chest...]
Только один... Only one set of spoon, you know.
[she had no intention of sharing,]
Do not mind but...
[wouldn't he,]
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It's... [He looks literally in every direction but at her.] It'sfineIguess.
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and she can't help it, she can't suppress her giggles - even if it's followed by a very, very quiet pained noise after]
Ah - okay. We can share a little.
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Stop. This is why you should have been healed like I said! Come on.
[He'll carefully haul the bowl to a place where they can at least sit down.]
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I am okay...
[is she.
but she'll go to sit down opposite him - before scooting the chair closer if they're going to share.]
Будет. No more worry please.
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Unfortunately, he is...... a fifteen year old boy who hasn't done a single damn romantic thing in his life, much less anything like that with the girl. He hasn't even LOOKED at a girl. So Anya gets the most unromantic soup stir with the spoon............. and then ignored as he tries the first bite to make sure it's fine.
And then hands the spoon off to her so she can eat herself. Very funny.]
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this is literally what she was expecting.
so she doesn't look too disappointed or anything - she'd be considerably more shocked if he actually had a suave bone in his body. instead she'll take the spoon with a soft little 'spasiba' before trying some herself.]
Острый... Did I get it right?
[and she'll stir it again, before getting another spoonful
and offering it up to him just because she thinks passing the spoon back and forth will get tiring. there is no ulterior motive. she just doesn't care.]
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...I don't know. Uncle Jiang said my mom--
[He watches the bowl idly while she tries it, but he definitely startles when the spoon comes nyooming into his field of vision. He reaches up, but pauses; she doesn't look like she's handing it off at all. He sort of just... stares between her and the spoon like ??? And he gets red in the face.
Again.]
You... You eat it.
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. . . but he sure is getting red again. she doesn't seem as confused as she normally would be over that though - instead just gently amused]
It is okay. Have it - passing spoon back and forth seems silly.
[she's just going to outright encourage him, not backing down this time. at least not yet.]
Was this soup Ling's Mama's - специальность? Specialty?
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And carefully leans forward to take the bite. He might pass out again.]
Uncle Jiang, [he tries again, better this time on his part,] said my mom liked to cook. She always made them lotus root soup. And my dad, too.
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and then will proceed to just get another scoop for herself as she listens]
Hm... if can send recipe to Anya after you go home, I tried to learn Chinese. [she's going to be quadlingual] Улучшение. So I will try to make better, and closer.
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[If he passes out, I don't have to find out what you're really here for, it's fine.]
Are you the one who... sent the Chinese writing? [He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.] The one that said "prey," and something else...?
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super no - she shakes her head]
Subete... Japanese has three writing style. Hiragana, katakana, kanji. Kanji uses some symbols same as Chinese - but meaning can be different, and combination different.
[she'll have some more soup then, before continuing to explain]
But your letter to me... Самоучка. Said something I could not read, so I taught myself how to read it.
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[That makes sense, but also, like... he's so ancient, what's a Japan? It's fine. Subete tried his best, and that's what matters. Even if Jin Ling and Huaisang are stupid as hell.]
Oh. [He glances away, embarrassed. He hadn't intended her to go out of her way to figure out how to read the damn tsundere apology, but whatever.] It wasn't... anything important.
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... was important. Связь. What you have to say is important, so I wanted to understand it.
I... do not think I am less smart than other people - but sometimes I cannot know things if it is not in words. Even if in language I did not understand, I will learn language to hear what you say.
Because I want to know what you think - clear as I can.
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And to people’s face no less!]
It said... sorry. [In case she hadn’t figured it out or something.] For what happened. That’s all.
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... I know. But.... still think it is not your fault, and not to blame.
[she doesn't mind that she had to work a little harder to figure it out - but she'll offer him a smile.]
The rest of the letter made me very happy. Oдаренный. You have many skill - the art was lovely too.
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I didn’t know... I mean... [His eyes lower to glance around.] The other realm. I hadn’t received any letters, so I didn’t know... how it worked. If you could see us like spirits.
I didn’t have anyone else... to send anything to really.
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.... I still liked it. I am glad, that your important people were with you on the living side instead.
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No one was here either.
[He says this with such certainty. Toi, Zenitsu, Ayabe, all of them, even Huaisang, tossed by the wayside because he's too embarrassed to consider them friends, or close. It's fine.]
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she blinks at that for a moment before tilting her head]
I have question. Is it okay to ask?
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You can ask.
[fear]
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Влюбленность? [a beat] Do you like me?
[ah - she might need to clarify]
As more than friend? Or... just friend? Or... not that?
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