but she looks back to him and smiles as she picks up the book. she's mindful to make sure he doesn't lose his place, but will see if there's a picture of sputnik in it, who knows]
Mm! From Earth, grew up in country called Russia. Первый. First man to space was from Russia. Even made first satellite.
[and even though the word's more complex, she doesn't seem to stumble over it - like it's one that she says a lot]
I am still learning too, but if I can help or something you want to know, please say so.
[he picks up the tray, and... sits on the bed, perched with the whole thing on his lap, back straight, posture perfect, turned towards Anya.]
Interesting. I'd like to hear more about the—what was it? Space race?—between your country and the United States of America.
[the snippet he's read so far has been fascinating.]
I'm surprised, considering your planet's lack of fonons, that you've managed to drive so much forward so fast. But with electricity being generated from various sources, I suppose it makes sense. There was a time when our technology was on a similar level, but...
[he trails off, frowns—and eats a piece of cutlet.
Mm, do not know what fonons are but... Удивительный. It is amazing, what science can do. Space race put man on the moon - but more is learned about space everyday. The universe gets bigger, and new telescopes are made so that we can see more of the stars. Обширные. The world is big.
[and she just sounds gently awed even as she goes through the book, devouring it even as she skims the pages
though she'll look up at him and give a smile]
I love space. Звезды! I love stars most. I made star chart even before we got astronomy tower.
there is the feeling of someone who KNOWS, COMPLETELY KNOWS what she's blinking about, but is digging his metaphorical heels in deeper because he has already completely fucked up and there's no going back now unless he admits to it.
she's only stubborn about very specific things, and this is not one of them. she makes sure that he still has his page marked in the book before leaving it on the chaise, going to join him on the bed and she'll just
wait patiently because she didn't bring a second set of utensils]
[he looks pointedly at the balcony door like it is simultaneously the most interesting thing in the room right now, and also that it has somehow deeply wronged him.
but she didn't call him on it. that's. nice of her.]
he looks at the fork in his hand, and glances away.]
...Most people have done everything for themselves throughout their lives.
Having someone come in, and try and help... it can feel embarrassing, as if you're suggesting the person can't do it for themselves. Or suspicious—as if you have ulterior motives.
[...
"would you let someone help you like that?" is what he wants to ask, but the answer is looking like "yes".]
the answer is totally yes, because anya loves to be doted on and spoiled. though as she listens to his explanation, she hums thoughtfully at that]
... not meant to be embarrassing. I think you can do everything, if you need to. Everyone I met here... They know much more than Anya. Could do it all alone.
Помощь. But... do not have to, because I am here to help. It is... only way I know to do something for people.
[it's the only way she can feel useful, instead of just taking up space]
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but she looks back to him and smiles as she picks up the book. she's mindful to make sure he doesn't lose his place, but will see if there's a picture of sputnik in it, who knows]
Mm! From Earth, grew up in country called Russia. Первый. First man to space was from Russia. Even made first satellite.
[and even though the word's more complex, she doesn't seem to stumble over it - like it's one that she says a lot]
I am still learning too, but if I can help or something you want to know, please say so.
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Interesting. I'd like to hear more about the—what was it? Space race?—between your country and the United States of America.
[the snippet he's read so far has been fascinating.]
I'm surprised, considering your planet's lack of fonons, that you've managed to drive so much forward so fast. But with electricity being generated from various sources, I suppose it makes sense. There was a time when our technology was on a similar level, but...
[he trails off, frowns—and eats a piece of cutlet.
...]
Are you a fan of space?
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[and she just sounds gently awed even as she goes through the book, devouring it even as she skims the pages
though she'll look up at him and give a smile]
I love space. Звезды! I love stars most. I made star chart even before we got astronomy tower.
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it's. REALLY good. it feels sort of a waste, that he gets to eat this. it owns.
Asch looks up, opens his mouth to ask about More Space Stuff
sees Anya's beautiful, beaming face, bright as any star
freezes
and blurts out:] Did you already eat?
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[she tilts her head at the question before pausing to think about it
hmmmmmmmm
hmmmmmmmmmmmmm]
A little?
[she tasted what she made for him to make sure it was good as she went so]
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opens his mouth to lecture about giving him food but not eating because that's how you show someone you give a shit???
and stops
wait
WAIT
THE
THEY DON'T EVEN NEED? TO EAT?? WHAT IS HE??? SAYING?????
nope too fuckin deep in now!! TIME TO COMMIT!!!]
...Come on.
We can share it.
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making sure here
... If you are sure?
[she doesn't mind but like,]
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there is the feeling of someone who KNOWS, COMPLETELY KNOWS what she's blinking about, but is digging his metaphorical heels in deeper because he has already completely fucked up and there's no going back now unless he admits to it.
so.]
Of course. I wouldn't have said it otherwise.
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she's only stubborn about very specific things, and this is not one of them. she makes sure that he still has his page marked in the book before leaving it on the chaise, going to join him on the bed and she'll just
wait patiently because she didn't bring a second set of utensils]
Да. Okay.
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FUCK
he just
hands her the utensils
without a word.]
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she'll take the utensils with a nod of her head, but she's definitely giggling a little bit]
Смешной. Asch is funny.
[but she'll help herself to some of the food, humming happily because she knows she's a good cook, thanks]
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[he looks pointedly at the balcony door like it is simultaneously the most interesting thing in the room right now, and also that it has somehow deeply wronged him.
but she didn't call him on it. that's. nice of her.]
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it's coming
but for now she'll let him live in a false sense of security, before then putting another bite on the utensil and then
offering it up to him, completely innocently
he can totally take the fork from her if he wants but she also kind of wants to see his reaction to this]
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...What?
[what's??? this??????]
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[easily! and she'll continue to lift the fork up to his mouth]
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leans back???
what
is happening???]
I-- [he what??] It's fine! I can--
[he literally dodges the fork like a cat avoiding being pet]
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well she's not going to force it on him, even though she doesn't really understand the reaction, pulling the fork back a bit]
... do not want more? Does not taste good?
Улучшение. Ah, I will do better next time...
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It's fine-- No! I meant...!
[he grabs her hand, and carefully extracts the fork from her (small, cute, lovely) fingers, frowning the entire time he does.
nom,
the food is hot still which is why there's color in his cheeks now.
anyway.]
It's good.
[...]
...I meant that I can feed myself!
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but at the explanation
she laughs a little]
Смущенный... Everyone embarrassed when I try to help them... is it odd?
[her work is filled with a bunch of other cute idol girls who are happy to help each other]
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he looks at the fork in his hand, and glances away.]
...Most people have done everything for themselves throughout their lives.
Having someone come in, and try and help... it can feel embarrassing, as if you're suggesting the person can't do it for themselves. Or suspicious—as if you have ulterior motives.
[...
"would you let someone help you like that?" is what he wants to ask, but the answer is looking like "yes".]
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the answer is totally yes, because anya loves to be doted on and spoiled. though as she listens to his explanation, she hums thoughtfully at that]
... not meant to be embarrassing. I think you can do everything, if you need to. Everyone I met here... They know much more than Anya. Could do it all alone.
Помощь. But... do not have to, because I am here to help. It is... only way I know to do something for people.
[it's the only way she can feel useful, instead of just taking up space]
Maybe it is only for my own feelings that way....
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You've been doing a lot of things for people.
[he knows because even he was subjected to Anya back in real life land.
he looks at the plate, and frowns.]
Has anyone been taking care of you?
For your own feelings or not, you'll get burned out if you try to take care of everyone yourself.
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she blinks a little bit at it first, but then answers immediately - ]
Toi helped with my hand. Beau and Mammon give me many hugs. Zenitsu would hold my hand, when I was scared.
Довольно... Anya is taken care of. I... am not yet someone who is so good at helping others that I do not receive.
]she's seen that happen too - she just doesn't think it'll ever apply to her, because she's not working hard enough for it to count]
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[He leans towards her to glance at her hand—even though it's healed, the mention merits a reflexive look. After all, was the cause...]
What about here?
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Mammon is here. Утешение. I am less scared, if he is here.
[it's unreal how much she loves this demon make it stop
but she also follows up with]
And you are here.
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