[ It's probably rude to be so evasive, but Yasha doesn't push for more, and Lucretia's grateful for that. Really, they're probably both better off not dwelling on something as depressing as Lucretia's Whole Situation.
She follows suit, sitting crosslegged on the other side of the pan and dipping her spoon in to take a bite. She closes her eyes briefly, savoring the sensation of hot food, and hums in agreement. ]
Much better than beans.
[ Once she's taken a bite or two, satisfied her initial hunger pangs, she looks back at Yasha, curious. She still knows almost nothing about her, except that she's reserved, and unassuming, and unfailingly generous. ]
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She follows suit, sitting crosslegged on the other side of the pan and dipping her spoon in to take a bite. She closes her eyes briefly, savoring the sensation of hot food, and hums in agreement. ]
Much better than beans.
[ Once she's taken a bite or two, satisfied her initial hunger pangs, she looks back at Yasha, curious. She still knows almost nothing about her, except that she's reserved, and unassuming, and unfailingly generous. ]
What about you?