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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is standing near the entrance of the starbucks where he had first met nathan, looking strangely compliant & calm as he listens & reacts (as quietly & discreetly as he's capable) to the bustling crowd of the afternoon. it's not so busy as to give him a headache, but busy enough to keep him entertained as he waits for his teammate/friend. ]

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

... ? Does Caleb-san cook many times?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm. I try, but not good.

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

O-oh...

[ doesn't know how else to respond to that, just hoping that caleb will follow her into the kitchen when she begins to move again. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ & he does follow, keeping a friendly, but polite, distance between them. takes a quick look around the area & then blinks. ]

Smell is good! What is Frau Hana cook?

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

D-domo. Uh, ano... [ peers at the counter and stove. ] Rice. Fish. Soon vegetables...

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ suddenly has a thought, turning to look at her companion again. ]

AH-! I am sorry! Does Caleb-san enjoy fish? I-if not then I make something else.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ startles back, stepping back a bit at the short cry. but grows aware to the distress soon enough, making him reach out to give her a pat on the shoulder. ]

Fish is okay! Smell is good, and food is food.

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ tenses up slightly at his touch, only relaxing when he speaks. nods a little, though still looks a bit doubtful. ]

I wish Nathan-sensei had told me what Caleb-san likes...

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at him, hopeful. ]

Will Caleb-san tell me? Favorite foods? So I know for the future.

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ thinks on this for her sake, even if all he can come up in the end is the following: ]

Food is food. Erm...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

But food from Deutschland is very good?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ looks confused at this. ]

D-deutschland?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Ja! Deutschland. [ another visit to the dictionary. ] Germany. My home.

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

Ah-! I see.

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ thinks, face scrunching up in concentration... ]

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

I do not know any foods from Germany, but I will research.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, a little confused. but decides not to argue against his good fortune, bowing his head instead, mimicking her previous behaviour. ]

Danke schön. Frau Hana is nice.

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ makes another surprised sound, shaking her head furiously. ]

I do not deserve such praise, Caleb-san!

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

But Frau Hana is nice?

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

... if that is what Caleb-san says, then I--

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ hears the water that was boiling for the vegetables start to overflow, whirling to face it. ]

Ah-!

[ clumsily scrambles on over to turn off the stove. looks down at it sadly, wilting. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ carefully (slowly) maneuvers around the kitchen to not bump into anything, but still be able to peek from behind her. ]

Look is okay?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

I-it is fine, yes. I think.

[ tries to clean it up, nonetheless. points towards the counter where a variety of vegetables are laid out, hesitating on her next words: ]

Help while I boil water again?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ beams, picking up a knife with expert hands as he nods. ]

I help Frau Hana! [ motions to the vegetables. ] Little cut? Big cut?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, setting down the now-empty pot of water into the sink. ]

Little cut and big cut? Ano... [ gestures a little, hoping it would help. ] In the middle?