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[ he's coming back from the kitchen when he stumbles upon Cardia, quite by accident - but they share the same suite, so he supposes it was inevitable. ]

You... What are you doing out here? I thought you'd be sleeping by now.

[ she didn't seem like the type to deal with death and body-searching well. Hikage, for his part, looks relatively fine - maybe a little tired. More noticeable is the tray he seems to have been carrying back to his room, which has on it a tea kettle and a few cups, as well as a small plate seating some round, dessert-looking snacks. ]

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... I couldn't sleep. But I didn't want to bother my roommate, so I came out here.

[ she's dry-eyed, far from strained-looking, but she's also still very somber. ]

Were you hungry?

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Yeah. I guess.

[ it was something to pass the time with more than anything; he needed some space to think and come up with a plan for going forward. ]

So you don't eat, but you do sleep.

I don't think I need to sleep either... but sometimes it's nice to just stop thinking.

... Well, I can't say I don't understand that. [ he comes to a stop in the common area, somewhat awkwardly standing there. Maybe it's the mother hen instinct in him. ] I was surprised you were out there looking. You didn't seem like that type of girl.

[ ...? ]

What kind of girl did I seem like?

I thought you'd probably be hiding somewhere by yourself and crying for most of it.

[ hikage ]

... I can understand why I'd leave that impression, but now isn't really the time to run away.

You're a little braver than I thought, then.

[ a pause. then, he continues being completely insensitive. ]

Are you really poisonous?

[ he could ask about what she found in the armory, but he's already discussed that, and there wasn't much to say, anyway. ]

[ well. She does kind of wince a little. ]

Yes. It seems while I'm here, I'm not, but before... no one could lay a hand on me without suffering for it.

Can I test it?

[ sorry cardia ]

[ ... haaa. ]

If you'd like. I should be safe now.

[ Hikage proceeds to walk over, set his tea tray down on one of the tables, and... pick up one of the manju he baked, poking her forehead with it.

smoosh ]

--!

[ well, this is comfortable??

But it doesn't melt, so yay! ]

I guess you're right. Good to know you won't be a murder weapon.

[ he drops the manju into her lap when he's done. ]

You can eat it if you want. I just made them.

If it comes back, I'll be certain to say something.

[ so no one accidentally touches her and dies?? ]

-- You made these?

Is that surprising?

[ he has a domestic side... ]

A little. But I'd be happy to try it.

Well, it's not like I'm eating it after it touched you. [ that's unhygienic!! ] It's just white bean manju, though, so don't expect anything amazing.

I've never had it before... but thank you, it looks delicious.

[ yes, this is distinctly Not English. ]

Oh, yeah. You're not from Japan, are you?

[ obviously ]

It's sweet bread with white bean paste in the middle. It's good.

Beans inside bread?

[ Huh. Well, she'll bite into it anyway. ]

[ it's sweet! and not half bad, actually. ]

Is that weird? I thought they ate beans on toast in the west.

It's the sweetness and more that it's on the inside that's... [ well. Actually. ]

This is good!

[ hell yeah it is. he looks pleased in spite of himself. ]

I have some confidence in my cooking.

Did you learn how to do this on your own?