[ ooooh how scary. absolutely terrified of it. can't you tell, she's shaking in her boots at his words. no, she's absolutely doubtful from the ]
Mmhmm.
[ she gives, unimpressed, to the way she flops back down on her bed to reach under for a notebook. ]
Well, you'll have a regular right off the bat with me! I'm not missing my chance to finally have you make something for me, Kaito. You were so-- where is it? Stingy about talking about yourself when we first met-- oh, here it is, [ her notebook, a little whale pen coming with it as she sits up to flip through, ] that I've been curious.
[ she's just not the kind of person who goes up and demands people feed her, is all. not yet. mark of comfort. ]
[ She'll see, someday. Then she'll know fear. 💢
Kaito leans over to try and peek at what she's searching for only to reel back when she sits back up. That pen is cute.
Stingy is less cute, but the way she smiles while she says it is... Nevermind. Kaito just shrugs. Shrugs! ]
Look, I was a different man back in January. I'd only been in town for a day or two. I'm generally a wary person. Imagine how that mindset reacts to a ball of sunshine waltzing in trying to take pictures. 'Course I was a little stingy! Hmph!
...But I appreciate your future patronage. Rest assured, you'll like what I have to offer. Chef's honor.
Well, the last chef I knew was fairly honorable, even if her ingredients wasn't to mosts' tastes... She believed in experimental integrity and the like.
[ she can give greta credit there. chef's honor. let's see... film, paint, mat, cookbook... actually stopping by a secondhand store would be good too, or maybe a bookstore in genuine if she can find one. how many things can she get kaito to hold for her. ]
I hope there's another festival like that soon. It was a lot of fun going around with such an expert guide.
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Mmhmm.
[ she gives, unimpressed, to the way she flops back down on her bed to reach under for a notebook. ]
Well, you'll have a regular right off the bat with me! I'm not missing my chance to finally have you make something for me, Kaito. You were so-- where is it? Stingy about talking about yourself when we first met-- oh, here it is, [ her notebook, a little whale pen coming with it as she sits up to flip through, ] that I've been curious.
[ she's just not the kind of person who goes up and demands people feed her, is all. not yet. mark of comfort. ]
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Kaito leans over to try and peek at what she's searching for only to reel back when she sits back up. That pen is cute.
Stingy is less cute, but the way she smiles while she says it is... Nevermind. Kaito just shrugs. Shrugs! ]
Look, I was a different man back in January. I'd only been in town for a day or two. I'm generally a wary person. Imagine how that mindset reacts to a ball of sunshine waltzing in trying to take pictures. 'Course I was a little stingy! Hmph!
...But I appreciate your future patronage. Rest assured, you'll like what I have to offer. Chef's honor.
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[ she can give greta credit there. chef's honor. let's see... film, paint, mat, cookbook... actually stopping by a secondhand store would be good too, or maybe a bookstore in genuine if she can find one. how many things can she get kaito to hold for her. ]
I hope there's another festival like that soon. It was a lot of fun going around with such an expert guide.