[Oh wow, that sure was a lot of visitors. She's venturing out of her room to look for food though, looking around nervously as if she'll be grabbed by something]
[Well, she won't be grabbed outright, but it's more than a little obvious That Rifle Guy had been intending to bring food to her with how he stops short coming across her in the hall - plate and bowl in hand.
...No one should be surprised they're piled high with potato and shepherd's pie and beef stew and soda bread... warm, hearty things that would 1) travel well to her room and 2) keep well on the stove for anyone else to find, because he can't be obvious about his caretaking, here.]
Ah, glad I've caught you-
[Offer! Foods! ...A bit sheepishly, actually.]
Wasn't sure when your nans would let you out and about, an' it's the least I can do after...
[Nala takes a Long moment to register this but her eyes fall on the food and she looks a tiny bit. Hopeful. She emerges forward, like a wary cat being fed a meal in an alleyway]
[He keeps holding the food steady as she emerges - it's not his first time dealing with a wary cat, and he's sure it won't be his last, and sudden movements are not how one garners trust.]
It's not much, but I thought you might be hungry.
[And homemade is better than mystery food summons.]
[And he has the grace to not comment on that - though he can't quite help the quirk of a smile.
Which is quickly replaced with surprise when he's invited in. To go from expecting to leave it by her door, to this is... something. But he'll step in regardless.]
I can always toss the table on you if you make me mad.
[Cheerful. She is not so fragile normally, even if she feels more brittle than she would like]
It's fine. You wish to make amends and I am open to listening. And you are hardly the first to accuse me for something I most certainly had no involvement in. I doubt you will be the last either.
[Okay that does get a laugh out of him, and makes him visibly relax, shoulders losing some tenseness for the first time in... well longer than he'd like, honestly.]
An' I'd probably deserve it, too.
[Luckily! It seems like she can tell he's not out to upset her today!]
Not going to come here and make excuses when they'd be hollow anyway, but I am sorry I was an ass about it.
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Date: 2025-11-30 04:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-11-30 04:32 am (UTC)...No one should be surprised they're piled high with potato and shepherd's pie and beef stew and soda bread... warm, hearty things that would 1) travel well to her room and 2) keep well on the stove for anyone else to find, because he can't be obvious about his caretaking, here.]
Ah, glad I've caught you-
[Offer! Foods! ...A bit sheepishly, actually.]
Wasn't sure when your nans would let you out and about, an' it's the least I can do after...
[Well. You know.]
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Date: 2025-11-30 07:09 am (UTC)Oh...this is...it smells good.
[She's surprised]
Is this for me?
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Date: 2025-11-30 08:05 am (UTC)[He keeps holding the food steady as she emerges - it's not his first time dealing with a wary cat, and he's sure it won't be his last, and sudden movements are not how one garners trust.]
It's not much, but I thought you might be hungry.
[And homemade is better than mystery food summons.]
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Date: 2025-11-30 08:47 am (UTC)Oh. Well. You're not wrong.
[ She steps back to her room, holding the door open]
Come in.
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Date: 2025-12-01 09:57 am (UTC)Which is quickly replaced with surprise when he's invited in. To go from expecting to leave it by her door, to this is... something. But he'll step in regardless.]
Y'don't have to, if you'd rather I leave you be.
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Date: 2025-12-01 10:31 am (UTC)[Cheerful. She is not so fragile normally, even if she feels more brittle than she would like]
It's fine. You wish to make amends and I am open to listening. And you are hardly the first to accuse me for something I most certainly had no involvement in. I doubt you will be the last either.
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Date: 2025-12-02 03:41 pm (UTC)An' I'd probably deserve it, too.
[Luckily! It seems like she can tell he's not out to upset her today!]
Not going to come here and make excuses when they'd be hollow anyway, but I am sorry I was an ass about it.
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Date: 2025-12-03 08:49 am (UTC)[There is soda in the fridge, courtesy of Wazy. She takes it out and sets it on the table. The tension eases in her too.
Hearing an apology...it's kind of nice, actually.]