[ it's a bit until the table is set. rice, two medium bowls of oden, the karashi which was obviously the only reason sousei came, and-- some tea. milla doesn't say much (or look at much, really) until everything's done, taking her place again beside sousei as she places the cups down.
( the majority of her thoughts during that entire adventure had been something along the lines of: you were way forward, what is this?, how am i going to do something like this anyway??
why. )
she's made it this far, and the distractions are finished. the little worry she may have had about the food being acceptable is shoved aside for her frustration and confusion with herself, with sousei, with. ah, everything. ]
... There.
[ but. she's made it this far. ]
Hopefully it's not terrible.
[ whether she means the food or the things he's been up to, well, that can be debated. ]
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( the majority of her thoughts during that entire adventure had been something along the lines of: you were way forward, what is this?, how am i going to do something like this anyway??
why. )
she's made it this far, and the distractions are finished. the little worry she may have had about the food being acceptable is shoved aside for her frustration and confusion with herself, with sousei, with. ah, everything. ]
... There.
[ but. she's made it this far. ]
Hopefully it's not terrible.
[ whether she means the food or the things he's been up to, well, that can be debated. ]