[Hayame is not accustomed to mixing foods. Rice or soup was served in a bowl, meat was ripped from the fire, pickles were placed on small plate, greens or fruit was plucked from the earth... She is not a cook, nor is she accustomed to eating well-cooked meals. Even in Horos... She had not had the dining options of a Kenoma. She had been a Pleroma, and perhaps more damning, a Pleroma who shunned and was shunned by many of her own "kind" for how hardline her stance was towards so much of their life there. So this-
This is insanity. It's almost too flavorful to process, but. She is hungry, and she keeps going. He isn't likely to get much decent conversation out of her until the meat is gone (or maybe ever?), but before she loses herself to another mouthful-]
I accept your proposition.
[- Hopefully she'll have more coin next time. Even if she doesn't want to think about what she may need to do to get it.]
wraps up maybe?!
This is insanity. It's almost too flavorful to process, but. She is hungry, and she keeps going. He isn't likely to get much decent conversation out of her until the meat is gone (or maybe ever?), but before she loses herself to another mouthful-]
I accept your proposition.
[- Hopefully she'll have more coin next time. Even if she doesn't want to think about what she may need to do to get it.]