catchall for naminé

[leaberator]

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[leaberator]

Yeah... me too.

[ he doesn't mind admitting to that. He wouldn't want him to be here, but... if he was, it'd probably make things easier. He goes to sit next to her, quiet. ]

While I was training with Kairi... when she missed him, she used to write him letters. Never sent him a single one, though. [ it feels silly, to tell naminé anything about kairi. maybe a bit mean, too. he can't tell if she'd want to hear about it. ]

[whitewalls]

I'm sure her words would have reached him anyway, since they're from her heart.

[ she places a hand where hers would be-- is? it's still strange to think about. ]

It wouldn't really be right for me to copy something she did though. I did enough of that.

[leaberator]

Nah. I wouldn't want you to stop drawing, anyway.

[ he misses kairi. it's funny, he hadn't thought of it before, because he absolutely believed sora would find a way to get her back, but with mary also... so he misses kairi. it's weird.

but he'd missed naminé, too, in a weird way, and she's the one in front of him right now. so he affirms: ]

Your heart's your own.

[whitewalls]

... mm. But you know, if...

[ she trails off, and then shakes her head. ]

Are you doing anything now?

[leaberator]

[ he tilts his head, but lets it go. ]

Nope. Something you wanna do?

[whitewalls]

I'm going to make you soup.

[ it's said very firmly ]

[leaberator]

[ ...what ]

... What?

[whitewalls]

[ she stands up, picking up the sketchbook

and just starts walking regardless if he follows or not ]

[leaberator]

[ ........

okay i guess he is following her? ]

What are you up to?

[ hey dumbass she just SAID ]

[whitewalls]

I'm going to the kitchen.

[ to make SOUP ]

[leaberator]

[ does she... even know how to make soup... ]

I mean, I got that part, but...?

[ why ??? ]

[whitewalls]

... if you want something else then I don't think I can manage it?

[ so she can maybe

make soup? allegedly ]

[leaberator]

[ ah. he raises his arms and shakes his head at the look on her face ]

No, soup's fine-- [ wait, that's not the issue? but now he doesn't want to make her feel bad???? ] ... Sure, let's go get that soup?

[ WHAT'S HAPPENING ]

[whitewalls]

[ she'll nod and then continue walking

with no further explanation. ]

[leaberator]

[ ... he's following along, looking a little like a giant, confused, lost puppy ]

[whitewalls]

[ that's fine

but once they reach the kitchen, naminé will immediately wander to where she knows the pots are and will pull one out. ]

You can sit.

[leaberator]

[ he does, turning a chair around so he can watch her while also sitting backwards on a chair like an asshole, leaning his chin on his crossed arms.

... ]

Who taught you soup? [ yeah that sounds stupid give him a second ] How to make it, I mean.

[whitewalls]

Minato.

[ if he knows minato, that should uh

give some warning bells but it's fine ]

[leaberator]

... Minato can cook?

[ doubt.jpg ]

[whitewalls]

Mmhm. He's really nice.

[ pot is on the counter, now she's going to go rummage for ingredients ]

[leaberator]

Yeah, he's a good kid.

[ he can agree to that much... but... ]

Did he make you soup?

[whitewalls]

We made it together.

[ she returns to the counter with a bunch of potatoes. ]

[leaberator]

[ lea, an absolute fucking moron who has never cooked once in his life or eaten soup in forever: do potatoes go in soup ]

Sounds fun. [ peers at the potatoes ] What kinda soup did you guys make?

[ lea for the love of god please just ask why she is making you soup ]

[whitewalls]

We both just chose things to add into it.

[ she's getting eggs now ]

[leaberator]

[ OKAY THE FEAR IS REAL NOW ]

... Hey, not that I don't want it, [ he does not anymore. ] but why did you want to make me soup so bad?