he looks down at his loose gray sweater, sleeves pushed up, and jeans... besides the hat, he's pretty sure there's nothing objectionable going on here. ]
I do too look fine. [ he rolls his eyes. ] This coming from somebody who likes classical music, that's like the definition of dragging on too long. I thought you might appreciate the teeter-totter of the tie.
[ he crosses his arms over his chest because he, too, is six years old at heart. ] Yeah, yeah. Rag on a historical landmark of a game some more because you have no attention span, why don't you.
[ She stares back for a long moment before she bursts into laughter. She coughs after a particularly hoarse cackle and wipes away a nonexistent tear from her eye. ]
Oh, my, what a terrible fear. I'll keep it in mind. Because I'm so nice, I'll spare you and get a regular-sized parfait.
What are you going to do if something that actually eats people comes along?
Your mercy is appreciated. [ and he side-eyes her. ]
Be suitably freaked out, and let somebody else deal with it. I'm not delicious, though, no matter how good I look on the outside. I'm probably safe... unlike certain short girls who look like they have heads of cotton candy.
[ Nonon returns the side-eye. She can't honestly say Miyuki is unattractive, but she doesn't hear too many people admit that about themselves these days. ]
I know I look cute, but some people talk a lot about how I'm made of poison.
[ Her grin is wide. ]
They'd have a hard time getting me either way. Don't you know larger targets are easier to hit?
[ She turns and gives her order (a raspberry chocolate parfait) to the server at the counter and gives Miyuki a pointed look. ]
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he looks down at his loose gray sweater, sleeves pushed up, and jeans... besides the hat, he's pretty sure there's nothing objectionable going on here. ]
I do too look fine. [ he rolls his eyes. ] This coming from somebody who likes classical music, that's like the definition of dragging on too long. I thought you might appreciate the teeter-totter of the tie.
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Classical music is classic for a reason! All compositions have a definite end. I don't appreciate however many more innings it went on for!
[ Her hands are now on her hips in puffed up offense. ]
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[ aaaand he's leaving her behind to go inside. ]
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[ And is he just going inside without her? How rude???!!! Her offended meter is off the charts.
She stomps after him. ]
Hey!
[ Yelling, not even caring that they've entered the establishment and are now in the presence of politer company. How very rude. ]
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[ grumbled low, but otherwise he ignores her, the same way he'd ignore sawamura. he pulls to a stop at the counter, and turns to look at her. ]
So? What do you want?
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She's glowering at him when he looks at her, and her nose is scrunched up in disdain. ]
I'm in the mood for a parfait. That one.
[ She points to the sign with this parfait listed. Her tone barely hints that she knows she's being unreasonable. ]
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he looks between the parfait and her tiny self a couple of times. ] That's not a parfait, it's an offense against nature. And it's bigger than you.
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It's a culinary masterpiece. Are you afraid of it?
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[ don't get carried away with horrifying mental images of the parfait being alive. ]
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Oh, my, what a terrible fear. I'll keep it in mind. Because I'm so nice, I'll spare you and get a regular-sized parfait.
What are you going to do if something that actually eats people comes along?
i sure love when notifs get lost in my inbox
Your mercy is appreciated. [ and he side-eyes her. ]
Be suitably freaked out, and let somebody else deal with it. I'm not delicious, though, no matter how good I look on the outside. I'm probably safe... unlike certain short girls who look like they have heads of cotton candy.
it was trying to save miyuki from sweets overload
I know I look cute, but some people talk a lot about how I'm made of poison.
[ Her grin is wide. ]
They'd have a hard time getting me either way. Don't you know larger targets are easier to hit?
[ She turns and gives her order (a raspberry chocolate parfait) to the server at the counter and gives Miyuki a pointed look. ]
i'm sure he appreciates the effort
[ he's pulling his wallet out as he pulls a face back at her, pausing to order for himself - coffee, a sandwich - and pay before he looks back. ]
Smaller target, but shorter legs. Are you sure you're gonna be able to run away fast enough?
[ and he breezes away to look for a table. ]
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Aren't you funny? I don't play sports, but that doesn't mean I let myself go to rot. I'm more than fit enough to outpace the weak.
[ Working to fight against parasitic alien clothes has to count for something. ]
Underestimate me at your own peril.
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he hums, amused, as he finds a table he likes. he pulls a chair out - for her, apparently, since he doesn't sit down. ]
I'd never underestimate you. I don't know if athleticism is going to work on a walking parfait, though.
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Miyuki's show of manners surprises a chuckle out of her, but she sits in it gracefully, too used to it. ]
You shouldn't underestimate my stomach for sweets either. I'd only need to eat a walking parfait.
[ It's a simple solution. ]
For how rude you are, it's cute how you know some etiquette.