[Or at least, he walks partway. Once Yuuto has purchased some cream puffs, he teleports partway to Inaba’s house and walks the rest of the way. He doesn’t want to startle anyone watching the cameras by suddenly appearing at her door.
He arrives with a pastry box and rings the doorbell, letting his tail drag anxiously across the surface of the snow.]
[An apron. Yuuto can’t help but wonder what kind of microwaveable dinner requires an apron—
No, she’s probably cooking. Inaba might be weird sometimes, but she’s more subtle about it. He nods slowly, a shy smile beginning to fill the space where a stunned expression tries to form.]
If it’s no trouble… Thank you.
[Is cooking a good sign? Is she feeling better? Yuuto knocks the snow off of his boots before walking in.]
[He keeps most of his thoughts to himself. Inaba might have been fine with the microwaved meals, but he didn’t think it was good for her to be holed up in her house and eating that way. Mostly because he worried about her mental health. It’s a relief, with all that’s going on, to know she has the will to cook meals again.]
Cheap or not isn’t as much a concern in this world… But mm. I’m glad you’re eating well.
I know. But that doesn’t make it a bad thing, huh?
[Like his habit of trying to do everything alone. He’s sure that Inaba formed hers for a similar reason. Circumstances dictated that he could rely on anyone. She has good reason for her diet too.
If she’s trying, then he will too:]
Could you be there..? [… Context might help. He shouldn’t expect that she read the exchange with Ushio and Noe.]
I don’t know what we’ll find out, but… I trust you to make good use of it. And to prioritize getting everyone home. You’re good about being kind and level-headed.
[Though he has plenty more thought on the topic, Yuuto buries it. He doesn’t want to ruin her dinner or her dessert… and to be fair, he doesn’t want to think any more about it either. The events of the day have already been a lot of stress and he’s put a lot of work into seeming ‘okay.’]
What blood are you getting tested? Or… maybe this is a rude topic to pursue when you’re cooking, huh?
[Yuuto doesn’t disturb the silence at first. There’s a lot to think about and he lets some thoughts work through his head. In a strange way, it’s nice to be here and listen to Inaba doing something as mundane as cooking. He can pretend things are normal, until he gets brave enough to address how they aren’t;]
I will keep that promise. The one that we made this morning. [In their dream.] So things will have to turn out okay here. I’ll be sure of it. That’s part of the promise.
You should be caring about about the other people in your life.
[ Just saying! ]
I don't mind talking about it. But there really isn't anything that can be done about it right now. And we should be focusing on other things. That's... not important right now.
[Though his counter his soft. He knows what she means. He’s trying not to think about it either. If he thinks anymore, then he’s going to start getting upset and not being able to control it.]
I just wanted for you to know that I haven’t forgotten you. I won’t forget you or anyone else.
[He shakes his head,] But you’re right. One step at a time. It sounds like this might help us get you all home.
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I’ll walk!
[Or at least, he walks partway. Once Yuuto has purchased some cream puffs, he teleports partway to Inaba’s house and walks the rest of the way. He doesn’t want to startle anyone watching the cameras by suddenly appearing at her door.
He arrives with a pastry box and rings the doorbell, letting his tail drag anxiously across the surface of the snow.]
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[ She shouts from the kitchen before rushing over to open the door. He'll notice that she's in an apron for once and-- ]
You sure as hell are not okay. Get your ass in here. Are you hungry, by the way? I did say I was in the middle of making something, but...
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No, she’s probably cooking. Inaba might be weird sometimes, but she’s more subtle about it. He nods slowly, a shy smile beginning to fill the space where a stunned expression tries to form.]
If it’s no trouble… Thank you.
[Is cooking a good sign? Is she feeling better? Yuuto knocks the snow off of his boots before walking in.]
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[ She'll reach out and flick him on the forehead. ]
That's for earlier, stupid. I'm not making anything too complex so it shouldn't take too long. Just wait in the dining area.
[ She's just going to head over to the kitchen. ]
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Which thing was that for? [But otherwise comes inside, where he sets the pastry box on the dining table.]
What are you making? It smells good.
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[ She's not saying anything more than that for now. ]
Miso soup with salmon over rice. Since I'm making more than enough rice, I can use the leftovers to make chazuke later if I need it.
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[But he’s glad to hear that she’s eating something healthy. And she has plans for the leftovers.
He smiles, despite the laundry list of reasons to be flicked.]
Sounds good. I’m glad that you’re making use of your kitchen. I need to upgrade mine before I go insane.
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Cheap or not isn’t as much a concern in this world… But mm. I’m glad you’re eating well.
[He’s going over that list…]
Did I say something else on the network..? Hmm…
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[Like his habit of trying to do everything alone. He’s sure that Inaba formed hers for a similar reason. Circumstances dictated that he could rely on anyone. She has good reason for her diet too.
If she’s trying, then he will too:]
Could you be there..? [… Context might help. He shouldn’t expect that she read the exchange with Ushio and Noe.]
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[...]
Well, I already needed some blood checked. Kill two birds with one stone.
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Thank you.
I don’t know what we’ll find out, but… I trust you to make good use of it. And to prioritize getting everyone home. You’re good about being kind and level-headed.
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[Though he has plenty more thought on the topic, Yuuto buries it. He doesn’t want to ruin her dinner or her dessert… and to be fair, he doesn’t want to think any more about it either. The events of the day have already been a lot of stress and he’s put a lot of work into seeming ‘okay.’]
What blood are you getting tested? Or… maybe this is a rude topic to pursue when you’re cooking, huh?
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[ She doesn't seem to be bothered by it at all, just shrugging it off. ]
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[His voice gets quiet. Yuuto is trying not to mourn at Inaba’s dining room table.]
When I trapped the Wishmaker, they didn’t leave their blood carelessly.
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[ ... ]
To be honest, a part of me wants to ask for another time travel trip, but... I know I probably shouldn't.
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I wish that I could help. But it’s probably not safe for me to do those things anymore. I might end up hurting you.
And Dimitri is too young to get caught up in all of this.
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[ Her voice quiets for a moment before she stops speaking. The only sounds being of her cooking. ]
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I will keep that promise. The one that we made this morning. [In their dream.] So things will have to turn out okay here. I’ll be sure of it. That’s part of the promise.
cw: vague meta talk
[ She says those words quietly before she starts moving the food onto plates and goes into the dining area and starts to set the table. ]
cw: vague meta talk
[He moves to help with the table, since he’s not sure how to help with his words.]
Mm. But it’s your happiness that I care about most. [sometimes you hear yourself speak and you realize that wow
You should shut up.
Or you might be Yumeno Yuuto.]
We don’t have to talk about it now. But I won’t forget it either. I’ll be here.
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[ Just saying! ]
I don't mind talking about it. But there really isn't anything that can be done about it right now. And we should be focusing on other things. That's... not important right now.
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[Though his counter his soft. He knows what she means. He’s trying not to think about it either. If he thinks anymore, then he’s going to start getting upset and not being able to control it.]
I just wanted for you to know that I haven’t forgotten you. I won’t forget you or anyone else.
[He shakes his head,] But you’re right. One step at a time. It sounds like this might help us get you all home.
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