[After realizing he is indeed qualm-free, Kanaya softens a little, relieved, and she helpfully points something out with her finger and her voice both at once.] You look like someone who doesn't know his moon cake just got here.
Well, it's sort of a convention when people are meeting in public places, isn't it. From what I understand your apartment wouldn't be serviceable in the slightest, and for that matter neither would mine.
And besides, as you're aptly demonstrating, you do seem to still partake in eating.
[This whole setup - going out of her way to find a socially acceptable interaction opportunity that only stands to benefit him - is yet again their entire relationship at this stage in microcosm.
She taps her fingers, with their black-polished nails, exactly twice on the table.]
[She frowns reflexively for a moment before reassuming a more neutral expression, somewhat forcing it. There's that dissonance again. YOU AND HIM. AGH. WHY TIME SHIT, WHY.]
[Leaning in to examine the menu FINGERS BRUSH??? SHE'S ICE COLD??? Probably not, weh because, uhhhhhh... some... reason.... help??? God what happened to his sweet tooth. DID IT GET KNOCKED OUT WHEN HE DIED]
What would you even put in moon rocks. Those sound bitter.
Tradition. We don't have to buy food ourselves, after all. It's only fair, especially considering the customary consequences of dining with a rainbow drinker.
[Her eyes are a little narrow and look rather eerily yellow.]
[That draws her attention to his scarf. She may not have made this one for him, but it sure is around his neck. And she sure is spending a long moment staring at it before she catches herself.]
As a matter of fact, yes. [Beat. My, Kanaya, what white fangs you have.] Only customary.
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Date: 2012-11-07 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-07 12:16 am (UTC)[Oh, yeah. There sure is moon cake all up in this bitch.
Going for his utensils, so.]
Are you ewen gettin' anythin'.
Or do you just not eat like a regular troll no more.
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Date: 2012-11-07 12:20 am (UTC)No, I. I don't eat. Food.
You know why we're called rainbow drinkers, right.
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Date: 2012-11-07 12:23 am (UTC)[Ugh, no, cut out the rainbow drinker slurs.]
...blood. Sucker.
[He was going for bloodsucking parasite, F Y I.]
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Date: 2012-11-07 12:31 am (UTC)[Yeah.
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
God he still hates her doesn't he. This sucks.]
So I'm not. Going to be eating anything. [OR DRINKING ANYTHING... WEH...]
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Date: 2012-11-07 12:46 am (UTC)[Fair enough then guess he'll just EAT HIS CAKE or something.
It's actually pretty terrible but as long as he's eating he doesn't have to talk.
So he will have his terrible cake and goddamnit he will eat it. Though.]
...didn't make much sense to meet in a place serwin' food then.
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Date: 2012-11-07 01:01 am (UTC)And besides, as you're aptly demonstrating, you do seem to still partake in eating.
[This whole setup - going out of her way to find a socially acceptable interaction opportunity that only stands to benefit him - is yet again their entire relationship at this stage in microcosm.
She taps her fingers, with their black-polished nails, exactly twice on the table.]
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Date: 2012-11-07 01:05 am (UTC)[Well whatEWER.]
It's a pretty shitty cake though. Way too sweet for my likin'.
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Date: 2012-11-07 01:17 am (UTC)What do you think you would have liked more.
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Date: 2012-11-07 01:36 am (UTC)[He puts his fork down, returning to the menu and looking it over with a scowl.]
Though ewerythin' else sounds awful so not like it matters.
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Date: 2012-11-07 01:43 am (UTC)FINGERS BRUSH??? SHE'S ICE COLD??? Probably not, wehbecause, uhhhhhh... some... reason.... help??? God what happened to his sweet tooth. DID IT GET KNOCKED OUT WHEN HE DIED]What would you even put in moon rocks. Those sound bitter.
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Date: 2012-11-07 02:17 am (UTC)[Shrugging.]
It doesn't matter does it, orderin' somethin' else would be a waste of time. Plus money.
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Date: 2012-11-07 02:58 am (UTC)That etiquette would make a lot more sense were this actually a date or even an outing after which he'd let her drink from him, but shhhhhh.]
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Date: 2012-11-07 03:15 am (UTC)[Not that it bothers him. Just, wow, you guys are stupid.]
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Date: 2012-11-07 03:36 am (UTC)[Her eyes are a little narrow and look rather eerily yellow.]
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Date: 2012-11-07 03:56 am (UTC)That so.
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Date: 2012-11-07 04:25 am (UTC)As a matter of fact, yes. [Beat. My, Kanaya, what white fangs you have.] Only customary.
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Date: 2012-11-07 04:29 am (UTC)[He kind of assumes she thinks he's going to oblige, so, seriously, the scarf was one hint, this is another. Get it already.]
It's really no big deal.
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Date: 2012-11-07 04:38 am (UTC)Oh. OK.