🌙 mizuki

[naeddre]

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[naeddre]

lostseed

Of course. I'll be there.

[and she will be! she'll mosey on over.]

[psynchroneyes]

[ Yaaay. And in that time, should Throné be seated somewhere, Mizuki will show up! She's got two bowls, of course, both filled with rice and topped with eel with sauce. She hands one over to her, taking a seat nearby. ]

Here. Unagi, as promised. I think it'll do us some good.

[naeddre]

[she's interested! she does really like good food, which is why she doesn't hesitate in trying it.]

I've never had this before. We often had fresh seafood in New Delsta, but never this.

[psynchroneyes]

Then you're in for a treat!

[ Likewise, Mizuki doesn't hesitate to dig in. ]

This has always been one of my favorites. It's something I make when I need to cheer myself up a little.

[naeddre]

[

her expression lights up! oooh. she likes.]

Ah... it is very good. [...] Are you a very good cook, Mizuki?

[psynchroneyes]

Eh. [ She makes a so-so motion with a hand. ] I'm okay, as like, someone who had to learn to feed myself, y'know? I know people who are way better.

[naeddre]

Learn to feed yourself?

[ig that's kind of a rude question to ask, but hey.]

[psynchroneyes]

Well, yeah. When you're living on your own, no one else is going to make dinner for you.

[naeddre]

You seem young to be living on your own. I didn't think that was common where you were from.

[psynchroneyes]

Nah, it really isn't. My life's just... it's something.

[naeddre]

You and Shoma both.

[she says, idly, as she takes another bite.]

... I suppose we aren't that far apart in age.

[psynchroneyes]

Oh, yeah—so he told you about that? [ another nom. ] We have pretty similar circumstances.

[naeddre]

Mm. He's told me a few things.

[looks... at her for a long moment...]

... You're eighteen, yes?

[psynchroneyes]

Yep. Same ag—uhhhh, yeah.

[ ... eats more ]

[naeddre]

Shoma told me that too, in case you're wondering. About his age.

[psynchroneyes]

[ ... ! ]

Oh, thank god, someone I don't have to pretend with.

[naeddre]

[HELP]

It really is interesting to me that so many people think he's twelve after speaking to him for more than a few minutes, but I suppose it works in his favor.

In any case. No, you don't have to pretend with me.

[psynchroneyes]

You would think…

[ sigh ]

But, yeah—same age. I’m also eighteen.

[naeddre]

Good to know. You're not stuck at eighteen?

[psynchroneyes]

—Oh! Oh, jeez, no. I’m definitely still growing as normal.

[naeddre]

Good to know. As horrible as it is I'm glad that it was... limited.

[psynchroneyes]

Saying 'me too' feels kinda mean, but... [ but, y'know. ] Nah. He's the only one like that.

[naeddre]

[munches her food...]

I'd like to figure out how to fix it for him, but I've... no idea where to even start.

[psynchroneyes]

Yeah... I don't know if it's something any of us could do—not unless someone's really good with genetics.

[naeddre]

Viktor... was, I think. [... sigh.]