[If that's all he wants, she's fine with it; more for her, heck yeah. She does set it down for a moment and lifts the basket onto the table instead, pulling out the contents one by one. A few bottles of water, nothing fancy, but the rest is a proper (if packaged) meal that could rival something made by Ignis. Delicately spiced cutlets of meat, bread rolls, a medley of cut and peppered vegetables accented by a sweet cheesy sauce. It doesn't even look like it came from the replicator- everything is the right colour and shape, and it's strangely fresh for the food normally available in this world.]
And lunch is served! It isn't much, but I hope you worked up an appetite this morning at least.
[She plucks a chunk of meat with her fork and lifts it as a teasing salute.
How very responsible of you. I've got high tolerance, so you've no fear of me losing my senses. Even if her cheeks are beginning to flush a little, it's likely nothing. Shall we get to work?
A lunch date is a convenient way to get that double conversation going; you can't speak aloud when you're chewing, so you can think more carefully about your words. It's almost like she planned this very specifically...!]
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And lunch is served! It isn't much, but I hope you worked up an appetite this morning at least.
[She plucks a chunk of meat with her fork and lifts it as a teasing salute.
How very responsible of you. I've got high tolerance, so you've no fear of me losing my senses. Even if her cheeks are beginning to flush a little, it's likely nothing. Shall we get to work?
A lunch date is a convenient way to get that double conversation going; you can't speak aloud when you're chewing, so you can think more carefully about your words. It's almost like she planned this very specifically...!]