[ Being called an idiot is almost comforting, in a way. A sense of normalcy. The slightest hint of smile graces his lips before his attention is drawn to the movement of her hands as she fixes the tea. ]
I'm sorry to do this to you, Rin.
[ Bandou takes care to slide the saucer back to where it'd originally been placed, not wanting to spill any of tea she'd bothered to prepare for him. He'd claim his apatite was gone if his stomach didn't out him with a loud grumble. Allowing himself to eat and drink would undoubtedly help, so he takes the pastry in hand. He's not partial to sweets, but he can't argue that it's good, especially compared to any hospital food he'd been forced to endure the past week. Before he realizes it, he's eaten it all and has taken up the tea to drink down, as well. ]
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I'm sorry to do this to you, Rin.
[ Bandou takes care to slide the saucer back to where it'd originally been placed, not wanting to spill any of tea she'd bothered to prepare for him. He'd claim his apatite was gone if his stomach didn't out him with a loud grumble. Allowing himself to eat and drink would undoubtedly help, so he takes the pastry in hand. He's not partial to sweets, but he can't argue that it's good, especially compared to any hospital food he'd been forced to endure the past week. Before he realizes it, he's eaten it all and has taken up the tea to drink down, as well. ]