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[soul_sister]

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((OOC: She will be answering things here, naturally. She's just a jerk.))

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[soul_sister]

[The morning coma, by a quick glance, was almost over with. The Rock stage of awareness was long gone, and the huddled ball of petulance had given away to a sitting position, eyes glassy and hair frayed in every which way.]

mmmrr? [Was the quite elegant answer.]

[overclocking]

[ The only reason the mattress isn't being upended is because it's a special day. ]

Sorry? You're going to have to enunciate.

[soul_sister]

[Perhaps in half an hour she might note that being upended DIDN'T happen.]

m'upppppppppppp.

[overclocking]

Really? That's funny, I don't see you standing.

[ He takes a few steps back around the corner, and lets the soup ladle knock against the side of the pot, for good, loud, pointed measure. ]

[soul_sister]

[It takes a few moments to process... but the sound of breakfast proceeds the smell of it.

It's a few moments later, Chrono can hear the covers being thrown back and those first unsteady steps finding their gait.]

Mmm... That smells good.

[overclocking]

[ If she rounds the corner, she'll arrive just in time to have a bowl of steaming soup placed on the table. ]

It's mostly leftovers, to be honest. We'll probably have to run a mission if we want to eat anything fancy for a while...

[soul_sister]

[As she sits, she rubs at her eyes with her palms.]

It's kind of wasteful to get a whole bunch when it's just us.

[They'd really... never lived anywhere that wasn't a large group of people, or a kitchen.. or...]

A little homestyle doesn't hurt, you know.

[She's eagerly pulling the bowl over. Nothing wakes her up faster than hot food, really. Well, besides ponds.]

[overclocking]

We could always share... After all, we can't let Alice starve.

[ He takes the seat across from her, pulling his knees up until it's more of a perch, resting his chin on them. ]

[soul_sister]

True enough. [She pauses to blow across a generous spoonful, before taking a bite.]

Haaa, she really can eat, though. And you thought I was bad.

[overclocking]

You are bad. It's just that there are two of you now...

[ Under the table, his fingers fidget in his lap — the only sign of poorly-compressed nerves. His own lack of soup bowl is just another symptom of it. ]

[soul_sister]

There's nothing wrong with two of me! [She points a spoon at him over her bowl.... and does a double take...]

... You know, if we're getting low on supplies, you can have half of mine.

[overclocking]

What?

— Oh! No, it's nothing like... I'm just not hungry, that's all.

[soul_sister]

[Hang on, this is going to take a second.

Rosette has never known a world where not hungry was a factor in meals.]

Really?

[overclocking]

Really.

We can't all constantly stuff our faces like you do, you know.

[soul_sister]

It's not stuffing my face! I'm a growing woman!

[overclocking]

It's definitely stuffing your face. Do you know how often I have to go hunting to feed only two people? You'd think we had six people stashed away in here.

[soul_sister]

Six of you, maybe! Who isn't hungry for half the meals!

[This argument, notably, doesn't stop her from talking with her mouth full.]

[overclocking]

[ POINTING ]

It's a good thing, too, or we might actually starve!

[soul_sister]

[...... ON THAT LAST WORD SHE JUST SHOVES A SPOON (full of soup) INTO HIS MOUTH.]

[overclocking]

[ CHOKES and splutters while he yanks it back out. INSULTS PENDING, his life is in danger just now. ]

[soul_sister]

At this point, you're responsible too!

[overclocking]

[ Stands up.

Sidesteps the table.

TACKLES HER. ]

[soul_sister]

[It's a graceful arc, Rosette knocked clean off her chair and both of them sail cleanly to the floor. Rosette hit's the ground with an indignant SQUAWK!!

[overclocking]

[ He relents only when he's successfully sitting on her. ]

That's not how you get people to eat more.

[soul_sister]

[She makes a few good attempts to throw him off.... and settles for just a hand pushing at his face.]

I wouldn't have to take measures if you just ate more to start with.