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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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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ finishes up the rest of the vegetables, backpedaling half a step to gaze contently at his success. looks at hana when she speaks, smiling, mistaking her call to mean something else. ]

I am finish. Is good? Need small cut?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ shoves the item back into her pocket when he looks, feeling flustered. ]

H-hai! It is very good. Thank you very much.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ stares after the hand's movement, but vocalizes another thought. ]

Frau Hana need more help? I am help. Is good at cut and watch.

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ thinks about this, humming. ]

Food is almost done. Can Caleb-san put utensils on the table? [ points to them stacked up on the other side of the counter. ] Plates and napkins as well, please.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ nods! & then starts getting to work, bumping into chairs and the counter, but managing to set the table well enough for the arrangement to be possible.

notices a pair of chopsticks & holds them up, each hand holding a stick. turns to hana. ]

Stick?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ looks at him when she feels it's safe enough to put the vegetables into the pot, blinking in confusion. tilts her head. ]

Hai?

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ hears it as 'hi' again. makes him blink, but answers nonetheless. ]

Guten Tag!

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ & back to the topic on hand. holds up the chopsticks a little higher. ]

Stick? Is need?

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ keeps her head tilted, wondering why he keeps saying that... ]

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ forgets it for now, coming back to his previous question. ]

A-ah... yes, please. Those I use.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ turns back to the table to set the chopsticks down next to one of the forks at a seat. steps back again, admiring his work & then turns back around. ]

Is good?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ peeks over at his work, not commenting on his placement of the fork and pair of chopsticks next to one another. simply nods instead. ]

It is very good. You are a big help. Thank you, Caleb-san.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ beams, looking incredibly pleased. ]

Bitte. I am happy I am help. Nathan and Herr Aaron come?

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ nods again. ]

Could Caleb-san go tell them that food is ready?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Ja!

[ & off he goes, bumping into chairs & walls as he leaves the kitchen, but manages to focus enough to leave the important areas untouched as he returns to the living room where he had left nathan & aaron. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ lifts his eyes away from aaron when he hears caleb approach, the noise stopping him mid-sentence in their conversation. stares up at him, straight-faced. slowly gives him this look. ]

... wow, I didn't think you'd take me seriously on the whole 'running away' thing. Was it really that bad?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nein! Not run. Frau Hana is nice. Food have good smell.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Oh. [ pauses, trying to backtrack a little. ] Cool. So, what's up, then?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Up? Up is ceiling and sky?

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

...

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ tries again: ]

I meant "why are you out here?"

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't miss a beat: ]

Food is finish! Eat?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs, standing up from his previous position on a chair. turns to aaron. ]

We'll talk more later, then?

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ nods, standing up as well. raises an eyebrow at caleb, giving a grin. ]

So what did you two make?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

Did not cook. I cut! Frau Hana cook. She cook fish and soup?