[It takes Hayame some time to start slowing down. Well, she hadn't been going fast to begin with, wise enough to pace herself, but. Eventually, her packing away at the nutrients becomes more like picking, and she becomes more picky with her selection. Though she would deny having a favorite food or anything posh like that, she does seem to start favoring the protein-packed grilled nuts, chewing as her one eye occasionlly flicks over to Yuri.
... She thought he was Meridian, but. She cannot see his Shard to use True Sight to be sure. And even if he was one... It's not like she hadn't made her share of enemies in her own faction before. He might be from Fodlan, trusted by Byleth, perhaps Claude, but...
Finally... Hayame stops eating. She presses her hands together briefly, dipping her head, eyes (one eye, one pair of eyelids over an empty hole) closing for a single second.]
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... She thought he was Meridian, but. She cannot see his Shard to use True Sight to be sure. And even if he was one... It's not like she hadn't made her share of enemies in her own faction before. He might be from Fodlan, trusted by Byleth, perhaps Claude, but...
Finally... Hayame stops eating. She presses her hands together briefly, dipping her head, eyes (one eye, one pair of eyelids over an empty hole) closing for a single second.]
My gratitude for the food.