[They haven't moved in together, then. Or maybe he's not the person Laserhawk's getting married to at all. Seems awkward to ask, so he brushes past it.]
Maybe I'll run into him sometime.
[A beat. He finally picks up a mouthful of rice and chews for a moment, then:]
If ... you like it, I could write up a recipe for you guys to make more together.
[please he'd die if he went around town bringing food to random people. he is already strugglebussing with (1) friend.]
I'll check it out sometime. And send you that recipe soon.
[And then, the dreaded awkward silence settles. He ends up just staring at his own plate, pushing around rice just for the sake of something to do with his hands, and to need more time to finish eating.]
[Not the silence itself, either; even with Aki, usually it's the other that does most of the talking, between them. It's stupider than that. He does not get up, even as he continues to look uncomfortable.]
I just -- ain't good at this.
[Even before his life blew up, he wasn't someone with a lot of friends.]
[...he really doesn't have much else to say, but he doesn't try to stall further on eating, at least. It's perhaps a more companionable silence, this time -- if perhaps slightly stilted yet.]
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Maybe I'll run into him sometime.
[A beat. He finally picks up a mouthful of rice and chews for a moment, then:]
If ... you like it, I could write up a recipe for you guys to make more together.
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[ kinda like shinji, huh. ]
Sure. I'd like that.
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[please he'd die if he went around town bringing food to random people. he is already strugglebussing with (1) friend.]
I'll check it out sometime. And send you that recipe soon.
[And then, the dreaded awkward silence settles. He ends up just staring at his own plate, pushing around rice just for the sake of something to do with his hands, and to need more time to finish eating.]
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If you want to go, that's fine.
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[Not the silence itself, either; even with Aki, usually it's the other that does most of the talking, between them. It's stupider than that. He does not get up, even as he continues to look uncomfortable.]
I just -- ain't good at this.
[Even before his life blew up, he wasn't someone with a lot of friends.]
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Like I am?
You don't have to meet a standard. Why would I care?
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[He makes a faintly frustrated noise at the back of his throat, at failing to communicate his meaning a second time.]
I mean...wasn't exactly expecting you to ask me to stay in the first place.
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That's why I said it.
[ it didn't matter if it was rejected or whether shinji was dying to stay. in the end, does things according to his own intent and this matters. ]
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Alright.
[...he really doesn't have much else to say, but he doesn't try to stall further on eating, at least. It's perhaps a more companionable silence, this time -- if perhaps slightly stilted yet.]
wrap!