teamposts | Yayoi's Heart

But you don't think it'll be good?

[He falls quiet, eying the blood left in the hall]

. . . Not really.

[doooesn't miss that]

. . . okay.

Is there a mess in that room I can clean up, too? I can't get it all, but I'm really trying.

. . . The mess in here isn't one that can be cleaned up.

How do you know? Have you tried?

There's no point in trying.

But can I? I cleaned up some of the hallway just by trying, even though I didn't have enough towels.

You really don't understand.

[:T]

But that's because you're not explaining it very well.

[He opens his mouth to speak again, but someone else calls out from the room, a girl this time.]

It's not that kind of mess. They're just sleeping in here. More injuries.

[noooo more injured people :(]

Do you need bandages? Blankets? Food?

[Kit's speaking again this time, looking upset and worn down]

Like she said, they're . . . resting. Some food wouldn't hurt us though.

[nods, determined again]

Okay. There's some meat on the table. I'll cook that and bring it to you.

—No meat. Th-there should be a basket with vegetables under the table.

[???]

Well, okay. . . I'll be right back!

[going to check underneath the table for vegetables]

[There is indeed a basket under the table! It has a grand total of two sad looking potatoes in it . . .]

[. . . but why potatoes when you have this delicious uncooked meat sitting on the counter. . .]

[IT'S OKAY I WILL MAKE MASHED POTATOES X( searches for bowls or other supplies she can cook with]

[There's some basic cooking supplies and a few utensils, but no bowls :(]

[noooo :( well that's okay. . . she'll peel the potatoes and stick them on knives before holding them out over the fire to cook, and then she'll mash them in the bowl she found them in '-']

[you have made delicious (actually bland) mashed potatoes!]

[I bet I could make it taste better with this meat! X( but takes it back to the hallway]

Excuse me!

[Kit appears in the doorway again]

You found them?

All you had were two potatoes, so I mashed them together for you. They're probably really bland though. . . are you sure you don't want the meat for some flavor?

I'm sure.

[he hesitates, then opens the door further for her to come in and set it down]

[steps into the room, glancing around as she searches for a table to put the bowl on]

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