[ ... huh. Somehow, he'd assumed it would be something much more dry than what she describes -- maybe it won't be so bad if it's just taking place in her place. Watching Rin make a smaller bowl for herself, Fuuta purses his lips before muttering, ]
I'll think about it.
[ For now, though, he wants to focus on the food. Settled on his little bar stool, Fuuta doesn't wait before digging right into his bowl -- going for the biggest block of pork and taking a massive bite. He can't help the appreciative little hum that escapes him; it really is good, and there's something uniquely satisfying about big chunks of meat like this.
He's still chewing when he looks over at Rin, but at least he covers his mouth with his hand as he gripes, ]
Wha'sat supposed to mean? [ Chew, chew, swallow. ] It's not like I was some pampered brat, you know. She left home for beauty school as soon as she got out of high school, anyway. It was just me and my old man for most of what I remember.
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I'll think about it.
[ For now, though, he wants to focus on the food. Settled on his little bar stool, Fuuta doesn't wait before digging right into his bowl -- going for the biggest block of pork and taking a massive bite. He can't help the appreciative little hum that escapes him; it really is good, and there's something uniquely satisfying about big chunks of meat like this.
He's still chewing when he looks over at Rin, but at least he covers his mouth with his hand as he gripes, ]
Wha'sat supposed to mean? [ Chew, chew, swallow. ] It's not like I was some pampered brat, you know. She left home for beauty school as soon as she got out of high school, anyway. It was just me and my old man for most of what I remember.