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[hoasen]

You're really adamant about this being fair, no? Very well.

[She thinks about this, tapping her chin.]

Other than groceries, [Because she did use hers up making him food.] I also would like some flowers to add to my apartment.

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There's a lot that ain't, but there should be some that are.

[ It's said so earnestly. He really does believe it! Perhaps a little too much, given his motivations. ]

Flowers? We can stop by a shop, then.

[ He gets up with his plate, then picks up his glass from the table. ]

You done eating?

[hoasen]

I...I actually like it.

[It's refreshing, in a while, how pushy he is to want this to be fair. Not many people would be so stubborn about it as well, and while she thinks they could relax a bit to give or take, it is still a new meeting. They're just getting to know each other.]

Thank you, I hope it wouldn't be much!

[Flowers is a little bit feminine, but also A HIVE OF ALLERGIES. She follows suit and stands up with her plate, gathering the cutlery.]

I am!

[coasts]

I'll clean the dishes. Make yourself comfortable.

[ He does just that. The other pastries can probably stay in just room temperature except if she has more pies with her. ]

[hoasen]

[She's moving over to the lounge, but even so, she lingers, looking as he starts to clean.]

If you'd like me to help, I'm here!

[YOU KNOW, BEING FAIR AND ALL.] It'll make it go faster.

[coasts]

You're a guest.

[ Besides, he's not going to make her help after giving him food!!

He starts washing the dishes. There's not much to clean so it only takes about five minutes tops. Hopefully Vietnam doesn't get bored then.

Once ready to leave, he opens the door for her and nods towards the hallway. ]

Let's go.

[hoasen]

[If he's okay with it... Then she's going to lounge a bit! But she also watches him a little just to check on him. The rest? She looks around, being that this is the first time she's here without them trying to fuck in every room. At least she still feels the same: she likes it.

By the time he finishes, moving to open the door, she was already seated. So she stands up and goes to join him.]

Coming! [And so leaves the apartment, waiting for him on the other side.]

[coasts]

[ He locks the door one he's out, then starts walking to the exit of the building, then out into the streets.

Now that they're walking together, he finds it a little difficult to stay quiet. He feels like he has to say something just so they have something to talk about, but he also tells himself that talk can be saved until the date this weekend. In the end though, he decides to speak up. Just so they're talking and she won't feel awkward. ]

What kind of music do you listen to?

[hoasen]

[And she follows! At the moment she walks beside him, and she's the type who doesn't mind silence at all. Considering that this was planned last minute, and she respects space.

But if he wanted to talk? She'd like that too. So this question?]

Hmm...I listen to many genres of music because of what is popular at the time, since I usually follow what's on the radio. [Upbeat Korean pop is all the rage right now! Which is probably where she gets her rap music.] What would you say if I answer that it's not primarily rap? [Teasing?]

[coasts]

Ya think I'd say somethin' bad about it?

[ He shrugs his shoulders. It's not a big deal to him. It's not like she's dissing rap or anything, or generally not being respectful of his own preference. ]

[hoasen]

[She taps her lip in thought.]

Hmm, that depends. Some could think it be fighting words. [They're not!] It's usually used in a lot of the modern music I've been listening to. Rap battles happen back home but nothing of the scale you have. I guess I listen to more pop music at the moment. Korea, my brother, produces quite a substantial amount.

[coasts]

Your brother?

[ He gets that there are other spirits like Vietnam, but he doesn't understand why they're family? ]

Is America your brother, too?

[hoasen]

[She looks horrified at the thought. It's time to make things a little clearer.]

Oh thank goodness, no! How to say, so none of us are related, but we are taken in by other countries under their wing. For example, China and France raised me, at different points in time. So I call them my big brothers.

[coasts]

[ That makes sense. Okay. He gets it! Sort of. ]

You get along with them well enough?

[hoasen]

[She rubs the back of her head.]

I am a good older sister. As for being a good little sister. [She winces.] It's much better now, even though I am sure France probably is getting grey hairs because of me, here. What of yourself, you have siblings?

[coasts]

[ Good younger sisters are what life is all about. (What a siscon...) ]

Nemu. She's 6 years younger than I am.

[ There's a little bit of sadness that shows in his eyes when he mentions her name. He really misses Nemu. ☹️ ]

[hoasen]

[She would be good if her big brothers weren't what they are. Look!!!]

Nemu...[She sighs, since he looks sad. So she reaches over and places her hand on his arm.]

I'm closest to my younger sister. Taiwan.

[She gets it, Samatoki ☹️]

[coasts]

Is she here?

[ Vietnam's lucky to have her family around, if that's the case! ]

[hoasen]

[If only! She's are Taiwan would love them. Like that fanart where she made Macau dress up as Jyuto.

Instead she shakes her head.]

My other colleagues are here... But not her.

[coasts]

Shit happens.

We're not supposed to be here in the first place.

[ He looks at her, sympathetic, but his expression turns sour again once he faces forward. ]

[hoasen]

You're right. That...ah, "shit happens". [It's strange coming out of her mouth.] And how we are not meant to be here. Other than them wanting our chroma. America thinks he could make a proposal so that we can move back and form between worlds in exchange for chroma, and then we should be able to go back home...

[She knows why he looks sour.]

Then you can see your sister and save the world, no?

[coasts]

Sounds simple, but it's a lot more complicated than that.

[ It's really been some time since he last saw Nemu. It wouldn't change right away even if he went back home. ]

We'll see.

[ But that's enough serious talk. Samatoki isn't always angry or brooding. ]

Cursing doesn't suit you.

[hoasen]

More complicated?

[There was something really serious, almost muted, about the way he said that.

Yet...]

I don't often swear, did I just sound silly? [She fiddles with the ends of her hair. Is she really that much of a well spoken girl?]

[coasts]

Mm.

[ But that's pretty much all the details he'll give. Samatoki isn't exactly eager to divulge every detail about himself. ]

Not silly. You just didn't sound like you own the words.

[hoasen]

[She's not going to pry, at least not until he trusts her. They may be talking easily, but it is early yet no matter how they feel.

On the other hand? She straightens up, trying to look like a badass. Except she just looks like a noble lady so never mind.]

Perhaps, or perhaps I'm not trying hard enough! I could attempt to be a badass [Badass] rapper. [No. She knows.]