[ It settles in him, and it's not like he questioned that Blue cared about him, but it always takes him by surprise, that people do care. When he's presented with the reality, that people want him to be safe and happy, that they'll sacrifice their own safety for his. It's strange, but not unwelcome, and at least Blue doesn't smack him for it like Brave Vesperia does.
He lets out a heavy sigh ]
Man, I'll try. No promises. [ Staying still, these days, isn't a talent of his. It never really was, even when he stuck around the lower quarter: he was still always doing something, helping someone, doing some errand or another. ] Maybe... Maybe I'll just cook a lot. Anything you want, I'll try to make it.
[ At least that sounds fun, for him. Keep his hands and his mind busy, so he can't fall back into thinking about what happened to him ]
[ It's not that he forgot about Blue's life, back where he's from, but maybe he didn't fully understand it, understand what Blue had to do to survive. ]
Man, and you really liked Flynn's food? Jeez, alright. I mean, I'll still cook for you, but there's no way in hell I'm gonna cook like that.
Honestly? Yeah. Half the time it isn't even edible. I never cooked, never cared about it, but Flynn would cook and it was just so bad, Blue. We didn't have enough food to make more, so I had to eat it. I learned how to cook so he would just stop.
[ Stop cooking garbage, stop wasting their precious food ]
Right? [ Yuri laughs, deciding not to bother taking this all too seriously. ] But, hey. It probably made him pretty happy that you like his food, right? I dunno. Power to you both, I guess.
[hearing Yuri laugh is a balm, easing some of Blue's own worries beneath the surface. losing these two so close together in time...it was rattling, but Blue had to keep a strong front for those who remained at any given time.
more than anything, he doesn't want a repeat of that separation.]
I think food from the both of you...is wonderful. I will not complain one way or the other.
Thanks, Blue. I'm just glad you don't have to eat-- whatever it was you were eating before.
[ Talking of normal things, like food, like making fun of Flynn, it does make him feel better, less pained from the last few days. It's easier to be normal, to pretend that everything is normal, because he's not ready yet, not ready to deal with it. ]
[right - eating. Yuri made all this...and Blue needs to make an attempt, small stomach or not. easy silence filters in between them while they eat, and the Mu can make something of a decent dent in things before he has to throw in the towel.
tilting the plate to be seen:] Do you...want the remainder?
[ Yuri won't judge, but he also won't say no to food that's being offered. He reaches over for the plate and proceeds to spear the rest of the eggs onto his fork ]
Guess not eating for a few days leaves you with an appetite. Who knew.
[ He knew, but even so. It's a lesson he wasn't eager to relearn ]
Don't force yourself to, especially...if it could hurt you. If it can be saved, let's save it. [the last thing Blue wants is for Yuri to make himself sick after all of this, but then, what does he know about how to nurse a starving man back to health? never happened in his lifetime.]
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And...you'll have a place to come back to. Someplace safe.
[Blue can try to make sure of that, can't he? that must be within his power.
and that'll never go poorly.]You should stay in for a while. You look...very worn. [like shit honestly.]
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[ It settles in him, and it's not like he questioned that Blue cared about him, but it always takes him by surprise, that people do care. When he's presented with the reality, that people want him to be safe and happy, that they'll sacrifice their own safety for his. It's strange, but not unwelcome, and at least Blue doesn't smack him for it like Brave Vesperia does.
He lets out a heavy sigh ]
Man, I'll try. No promises. [ Staying still, these days, isn't a talent of his. It never really was, even when he stuck around the lower quarter: he was still always doing something, helping someone, doing some errand or another. ] Maybe... Maybe I'll just cook a lot. Anything you want, I'll try to make it.
[ At least that sounds fun, for him. Keep his hands and his mind busy, so he can't fall back into thinking about what happened to him ]
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[editor add in the horror movie violin screeches.]
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He worried this day would come. He has to steer Blue back toward the light ] What, uh... what did he show you?
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...Sauces to flavor meat. Yuri, why are you so concerned so suddenly?
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[ He's worried about you, Blue. And your tastebuds. And your stomach. ]
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Neither of us perished after so many meals.
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[ Yuri contemplates him for a long moment ]
What'd you eat, y'know, before here?
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...We had synthesized materials with...the nutrients necessary. Mostly in paste concoctions.
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Ugh. That sounds awful.
[ Which is... probably why he likes Flynn's food ]
You really ate that? All the time?
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[ It's not that he forgot about Blue's life, back where he's from, but maybe he didn't fully understand it, understand what Blue had to do to survive. ]
Man, and you really liked Flynn's food? Jeez, alright. I mean, I'll still cook for you, but there's no way in hell I'm gonna cook like that.
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[ Stop cooking garbage, stop wasting their precious food ]
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How strange...that something can taste so different...to two people... [this is not an issue when everyone has no choice but to eat space goop.]
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[ He still won't eat it ]
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more than anything, he doesn't want a repeat of that separation.]
I think food from the both of you...is wonderful. I will not complain one way or the other.
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[ Talking of normal things, like food, like making fun of Flynn, it does make him feel better, less pained from the last few days. It's easier to be normal, to pretend that everything is normal, because he's not ready yet, not ready to deal with it. ]
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tilting the plate to be seen:] Do you...want the remainder?
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[ Yuri won't judge, but he also won't say no to food that's being offered. He reaches over for the plate and proceeds to spear the rest of the eggs onto his fork ]
Guess not eating for a few days leaves you with an appetite. Who knew.
[ He knew, but even so. It's a lesson he wasn't eager to relearn ]
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