I don't have evaporated milk for the tea, but a little sweetener and a splash of cream should make the milk tea just fine.
[It's not long before he has a plate set before him. Resting above it is the savory crepe-style street food nicely rolled in on itself so it is easy to eat one-handed. The plate is there specifically so he can set it down and drink tea if he'd like. Rin may be shit at expressing her feelings, but she attempts to make up for it with acts of service.]
You know... I could still heal some of that for you.
[Despite all the pain, physical and mental, he's experiencing, he can't help but smile as he looks down to the meal she's prepared. The crepe all neatly folded for his ease. The attention given to making sure the tea is as close as it can be to how he likes it. The second offering of help with treating his wounds. ]
["This part of you," he says. The part of her that shouldn't exist. Tohsaka's eyes fall down to the teacup. Its preparation means that there isn't a reflection for her to stew over, but her brows form a crease all the same.]
No, keeping you here is the selfish part. You don't have to get why, but it is.
[If she were less selfish, less lonely, she would have turned him away. He could have found someone else to lean on. She could have kept being the perfect, solitary mage her sister never got the chance to be.
Like this she is dooming him to living in her world. Like this she is ruining her chance at proving she was the "right sister to keep as heir". Rin wonders... will he still think himself lucky five years down the line? Perhaps he'll come to resent her. Or ask that she wipe his memories so he can return to trying to be a part of the regular world.]
[ And he may never fully get why. Just like Rin will probably never understand why he sticks around despite their ups and downs. He'll set it aside, for now, and enjoy the food she's prepared for him. ]
If you heal my arm, won't you run yourself dry? I'll have to keep it in a sling around the guys, anyway, so they think it's still broken.
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[It's not long before he has a plate set before him. Resting above it is the savory crepe-style street food nicely rolled in on itself so it is easy to eat one-handed. The plate is there specifically so he can set it down and drink tea if he'd like. Rin may be shit at expressing her feelings, but she attempts to make up for it with acts of service.]
You know... I could still heal some of that for you.
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And you keep claiming you aren't a kind person.
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Have you considered how what I've done could also be selfish?
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[He picks up his crepe, but hesitates taking a bite, instead needing to take a steadying breath. He's trying not to get overly emotional again.]
It means a lot, Rin. And it feels really nice, getting to be the one who sees this part of you.
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No, keeping you here is the selfish part. You don't have to get why, but it is.
[If she were less selfish, less lonely, she would have turned him away. He could have found someone else to lean on. She could have kept being the perfect, solitary mage her sister never got the chance to be.
Like this she is dooming him to living in her world. Like this she is ruining her chance at proving she was the "right sister to keep as heir". Rin wonders... will he still think himself lucky five years down the line? Perhaps he'll come to resent her. Or ask that she wipe his memories so he can return to trying to be a part of the regular world.]
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If you heal my arm, won't you run yourself dry? I'll have to keep it in a sling around the guys, anyway, so they think it's still broken.