[ It comes over so suddenly that it almost makes her twitch in surprise - a sour taste of frustrated jealousy, bitter longing and a slurry of other feelings spill over her tongue all out of nowhere. They're horrible to taste and even stranger than that, they're hungry, too. Unappetizing as they are, they're the kind of feelings born from a sort of yearning that makes Ai hungry too. And more than that... they're familiar.
Her eyes flit briefly across the cafeteria and for one impossible second, it almost looks like they settle on the spot that Oberon's taken up. But just as quickly, they pass again and her gaze returns to the Archer at her side. She's smiling again, but this time she looks a little... sly. ]
Oh gosh, they do? So you cook all kinds of things? [ The fingers at his sleeve turn into her hand eagerly enveloping her wrist. ] Am I gonna get to taste test any of that, too?
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Her eyes flit briefly across the cafeteria and for one impossible second, it almost looks like they settle on the spot that Oberon's taken up. But just as quickly, they pass again and her gaze returns to the Archer at her side. She's smiling again, but this time she looks a little... sly. ]
Oh gosh, they do? So you cook all kinds of things? [ The fingers at his sleeve turn into her hand eagerly enveloping her wrist. ] Am I gonna get to taste test any of that, too?