[ she's about three-quarters done with her tofu by the time he makes his joke (???), prompting her to glance up in curiosity. she doesn't notice it for what it is or what it could be, just that it seemed... off... somehow. almost unnecessary, where every other thing he's said thus far had such purpose.
slowly, she licks at the leftover sauce on her lips, catches what she missed with the back of her hand. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
[ there's so little inflection in his voice, and even less nuance in his expression, that for all she knows he's being 1000% serious. serious as a grave. and, well, she's met people with a debilitating lack of humor before so it's not entirely unusual. ]
Any other sage advice? From a veteran to a rookie.
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slowly, she licks at the leftover sauce on her lips, catches what she missed with the back of her hand. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
[ there's so little inflection in his voice, and even less nuance in his expression, that for all she knows he's being 1000% serious. serious as a grave. and, well, she's met people with a debilitating lack of humor before so it's not entirely unusual. ]
Any other sage advice? From a veteran to a rookie.