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[vitainmorte]

Hello, this is Cypress. If you leave me a message I will get back to you as quickly as possible.

Thank you, have a good day.

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[vitainmorte]

[ she huffs, turning back to eat the food. ]

No, I'm quite hopeless.

[mourningson]

...is your cooking edible?

[vitainmorte]

No, not at all.

I can make coffee. That's about it.

[mourningson]

Make something next time, and I'll prove it's edible.

[vitainmorte]

[ looks. vaguely uneasy. ]

Oh-- no. No, you don't want that. I promise you it's bad.

[mourningson]

I insist.

[vitainmorte]

[ mmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ]

... okay...

[mourningson]

I think you are worrying too much. Even if a meal doesn't taste delicious, as long as it can be consumed I can consider it an acceptable meal.

[vitainmorte]

You know that isn't very encouraging, right? Food should be enjoyable. If it's bad enough it can make it nearly impossible to eat, even if it technically is edible.

[mourningson]

[???]

On the contrary, I find it very encouraging. No matter what you made, I would eat it.

Food does not need to be enjoyed though.

[vitainmorte]

[ flusters, of course, shoulders hunched. ]

I don't want to give you something that tastes awful, though...

[mourningson]

I would harbor no ill-intent.

[vitainmorte]

I want it to be enjoyable.

Maybe it doesn't need to be enjoyed for you, but...

[mourningson]

[snorts]

I suppose I could teach you how to cook.

[vitainmorte]

[ ffffflusters ]

... you-- you don't need to...

[mourningson]

Worry about it another time—ideally never.

I sincerely hope the meal has helped.

[vitainmorte]

[ ...

shifts her seat a little closer, so she can lean against his arm, pulling her soup over with her to continue eating. ]

It's-- very good.

[mourningson]

[oh,

remains still and stares at his bowl for a moment, before finally pulling himself together]

It does taste better with your company.

[vitainmorte]

[ -- can't help but smile, cheeks red. ]

That's-- so sappy.

...

But true. Food always tastes better with people you care about.

[mourningson]

[—coughs, excuse u]

You have made it sound sappy by phrasing it that way.

[vitainmorte]

I'm just taking the most obvious meaning from your words, that's all.

[ but goes back to finishing her food, smiling. ]

[mourningson]

[........he has no comeback for that

he's content to finish his own meal in silence]

[vitainmorte]

[ content to eat in silence, then.

when they're done though, she speaks again. ]

Um-- what about games? Since this place sometimes gives effects you can't control...

[mourningson]

[quiet for a moment while cleaning their dishes]

...it can't be helped if it can't be controlled. A game like that was the very reason we met, after all.

[vitainmorte]

[ watches him wash for a minute or so, thoughtful, before continuing. ]

... in the case something happens-- you can keep it to yourself. Um, I don't mean that rudely, just-- you shouldn't feel the need to tell me anything, if you don't want to.