I never said I wanted to be here, but if there's no other choice, the least I can do is find things to be happy about. [Like Nezumi being here. Honestly, that gives him much more solace than anything else.]
Do you know what kind it is? [He's never seen his mother have bread quite like this in her shop, but it looks pretty standard, as far as the colour is concerned. As usual, Nezumi's reaction doesn't give him much to go by, and Shion takes a small bite before mulling over the taste.] It's a little sweet for breakfast, but I like it! What do you think?
It said it was melon bread... It doesn't taste like melon, but it's not bad.
[Nezumi takes another bite, then puts it down. There are plenty of other things to try, after all. It's not like he ever got the chance to taste bread like this in the West Block, and he only rarely got the high quality stuff when he was with Shion in Karan's bakery.]
What's wrong with a sweet breakfast? Food is food. [He can't complain. Though, he would like something saltier to go with the sweetness of the bread.]
Melon? [He may not know bakes confectioneries the way his mother does, but there definitely isn't a trace of melon in this bread. It's a little buttery, and light with a bit of crispness.... All good things, as far as he's concerned. But to Nezumi's words, he laughs a bit and rests his chin in his hands.]
Food isn't scarce here, so you don't have to worry about hoarding it like you usually do. The mice aren't even here to share with us.
Even if we get it often, food like this is still a luxury. You never know when one bad student might misbehave and we get our privileges revoked.
[Nezumi takes a single bite out of a piece of bread that has red bean paste and immediately sets it down. It tastes fine, but the texture is weird. And it's sweet. Have sweet beans always existed? He did think it was strange that bread would have beans in it, so he supposes this makes sense... Even if the texture is really strange...]
Anyway, today's a special day, so let's set aside the dark talk for a while. [Nezumi flourishes his hands as he talks, figuratively "throwing away" the topic at hand.] Was there anything else that you wanted?
[Sitting up straight once more in his chair, Shion watches Nezumi set the bread down and makes a mental note to not try that particular type. There must really be something strange about it if Nezumi of all people doesn't respond to it well.]
Me? This is more than enough! I don't need a present or anything like that. Besides, it's a day for you to celebrate too, right?
I guess. [Nezumi mulls over his thoughts, ears turning pink before he speaks.] Well, it's just that I don't really know what you do during birthdays.
[That's embarrassing to admit. He at least understands that you need to give them presents, and you should probably be nice to them. He's also aware that parties are often thrown, but they don't really have friends, so that doesn't work very well.]
It's not like there's much here that I can give you anyway... [Well, that's a lie. Nezumi realizes that there are plenty of things he can give him that aren't physical, but he sort of just wants Shion to ask for it first.]
[That's.... endearing, somehow or another. Did he really expect any differently?]
I've never done much. My Mom always makes a cherry cake, but aside from that, I never did much aside from spend time with Safu. [The way he says it is surprisingly casual, given the fact that he hasn't mentioned Safu out loud to Nezumi since they reunited. It's more than slightly clear that he's has plenty of time to mull over his losses over the past year, though in spite of his smile, the melancholy in his eyes is difficult to miss.] Just spending time with you is enough.
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Do you know what kind it is? [He's never seen his mother have bread quite like this in her shop, but it looks pretty standard, as far as the colour is concerned. As usual, Nezumi's reaction doesn't give him much to go by, and Shion takes a small bite before mulling over the taste.] It's a little sweet for breakfast, but I like it! What do you think?
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[Nezumi takes another bite, then puts it down. There are plenty of other things to try, after all. It's not like he ever got the chance to taste bread like this in the West Block, and he only rarely got the high quality stuff when he was with Shion in Karan's bakery.]
What's wrong with a sweet breakfast? Food is food. [He can't complain. Though, he would like something saltier to go with the sweetness of the bread.]
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Food isn't scarce here, so you don't have to worry about hoarding it like you usually do. The mice aren't even here to share with us.
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[Nezumi takes a single bite out of a piece of bread that has red bean paste and immediately sets it down. It tastes fine, but the texture is weird. And it's sweet. Have sweet beans always existed? He did think it was strange that bread would have beans in it, so he supposes this makes sense... Even if the texture is really strange...]
Anyway, today's a special day, so let's set aside the dark talk for a while. [Nezumi flourishes his hands as he talks, figuratively "throwing away" the topic at hand.] Was there anything else that you wanted?
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Me? This is more than enough! I don't need a present or anything like that. Besides, it's a day for you to celebrate too, right?
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[That's embarrassing to admit. He at least understands that you need to give them presents, and you should probably be nice to them. He's also aware that parties are often thrown, but they don't really have friends, so that doesn't work very well.]
It's not like there's much here that I can give you anyway... [Well, that's a lie. Nezumi realizes that there are plenty of things he can give him that aren't physical, but he sort of just wants Shion to ask for it first.]
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I've never done much. My Mom always makes a cherry cake, but aside from that, I never did much aside from spend time with Safu. [The way he says it is surprisingly casual, given the fact that he hasn't mentioned Safu out loud to Nezumi since they reunited. It's more than slightly clear that he's has plenty of time to mull over his losses over the past year, though in spite of his smile, the melancholy in his eyes is difficult to miss.] Just spending time with you is enough.