He studies Aventurine's incredibly sleep-deprived face for a second before he taps the stupid tome which he has, along with some other notebooks that are less cutesy. ]
I remember some of these runes from the cult materials I've studied. So I've been trying to make sense of the lock. And even if it does open on its own, I don't want to be asleep for it.
I've told some people we need to be patient, but that doesn't mean sitting idly.
I look terrible on a good day. [ He dresses nicely (questionable) but is like, falling apart. This is not deeply self-derogatory, just a statement. ] Besides, they've seen us as corpses. Can't get much lower than that.
[ A small crease appears between his brows as he glances down at that single cup of tea, then at Nehan, and then Aventurine pulls his fork back to eat the piece himself. ]
Do people usually just let it slide when you answer questions with nothing...? [ He does sigh now though, gently sloshing his cup of tea. Breakfast. Though it's probably just hot water in a cup. ] I have this.
He ignores that first question and then practically leans his entire upper body over the surface of their table to get a look at what's inside Nehan's cup. ]
...I don't like eating. I'll just have whatever's left when the rest of you are done.
[ It is... a stupid reason...... He stares at the coffee for a long, hard second, like he doesn't know what to do with it, before letting go of his water and holding this new cup. Like a hermit crab replacing its shell. Hello, new mediocre source of warmth. ]
[ He will return... with a plate of waffles and a side of hash browns and sausages. The waffles are kind of soggy and the hash browns are way too crispy but the sausages seem okay? (they are going to be incredibly salty)
Anyway, he puts that down in front of Nehan too. ]
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He studies Aventurine's incredibly sleep-deprived face for a second before he taps the stupid tome which he has, along with some other notebooks that are less cutesy. ]
I remember some of these runes from the cult materials I've studied. So I've been trying to make sense of the lock. And even if it does open on its own, I don't want to be asleep for it.
I've told some people we need to be patient, but that doesn't mean sitting idly.
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You're as hopeless as I am.
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Though he catches his expression before it can give him away, too. ]
I'm not the one who's going to faceplant into his toast.
What else are we supposed to do anyway? Take more of Boothill's imaginary money?
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If it had been real, he would have never recovered financially or mentally.
[ Sounds regretful... It should have been real... ]
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Nehan is less judgmental because he's also a serious cards player, but still. ]
How sadistic...
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It's going to be a long day. New arrivals to welcome. Think we'll survive it looking like this?
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I look terrible on a good day. [ He dresses nicely (questionable) but is like, falling apart. This is not deeply self-derogatory, just a statement. ] Besides, they've seen us as corpses. Can't get much lower than that.
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Even so, a nap would serve you well.
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It's all right. I'm aware of my limits, and I have a stock of stimulants still, in a pinch.
[ He's young even if he acts ancient, he really can take some punishment. ]
But all right, how's this: I'll take a nap if and when you do.
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Whoa, a nap with me? That's quite bold, Nehan.
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Did I say it needed to be together?
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[ Stabs his remaining toast a couple of times... He is getting full. ]
Unfortunately for you, I'm a terrible nap partner.
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[ Oh well. At least he's eating. ]
Restless sleeper?
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And then pushes his leftovers to the side. ]
Something like that. Hey, have you tried the coffee?
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He ignores that first question and then practically leans his entire upper body over the surface of their table to get a look at what's inside Nehan's cup. ]
... Is that water?
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Yes.
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And then stands back up. ]
Let me get you a coffee.
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You don't need to bother. I can't taste anything. [ but a coffee is fine. ]
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[ THAT'S A STUPID REASON but Aventurine is going to wander off to get a coffee.
When he comes back, he sets down a cup of very tepid coffee in front of Nehan. ]
Want something else? Just because you can't taste anything doesn't mean you can't eat.
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[ It is... a stupid reason...... He stares at the coffee for a long, hard second, like he doesn't know what to do with it, before letting go of his water and holding this new cup. Like a hermit crab replacing its shell. Hello, new mediocre source of warmth. ]
Why are you fussing...?
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[ Have a quick shoulder pat. ]
Sit here and drink your coffee.
[ And then he's fucking off again to grab something. ]
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You weren't eating or sleeping either?
[ but no he's disappearing again. nehan is forced to sigh and drink his silly coffee. ]
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Anyway, he puts that down in front of Nehan too. ]
It might be better that you can't taste this.
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Even if I can't, I can still tell none of this is good for you...
[ He pokes at a waffle. Rips a corner of it with his fork and nibbles. ]
If I finish this, I expect you to nap.
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