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. ]
[ He has an UGLY SCRAWL FOR HANDWRITING and ugly plain notebooks, but his notes are detailed and meticulous, mostly outlining the conditions of the people in the graveyard that he can tell from observation, sketches and descriptions of local flora, and information on the runic language that shows up on the tome.
But also since we have another thread if you would like they can eat/read in peace together and i can set you free of affection week yuul ]
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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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[ And then he's going to sit back down across from Nehan and drag some of those not-as-cute notebooks toward himself. ]
Can I look while you eat?
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[ He has an UGLY SCRAWL FOR HANDWRITING and ugly plain notebooks, but his notes are detailed and meticulous, mostly outlining the conditions of the people in the graveyard that he can tell from observation, sketches and descriptions of local flora, and information on the runic language that shows up on the tome.
But also since we have another thread if you would like they can eat/read in peace together and i can set you free of affection week yuul ]
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but okay they played footsie under the table while they ate and read ]