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[lifetothefullest]

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[lifetothefullest]

[He hesitates a few more moments at that, then sighs.]

It's still better to get to the actual issue, though.

[Instead of just yelling and all the other things that go into be angry. Skipping right to the talking part doesn't feel great, but it's better than the alternative.]

[evocation]

...I guess so, yeah.

[She just hates it. She deals better with anger than disappointment.]

Um, we don't have to eat together if you don't want. It's all yours.

[lifetothefullest]

[He sighs again at that, more trying to ease some tension, and shakes his head.]

That just sounds depressing for both of us. Come on.

[He inclines his head toward the table, indicating they should both go to it.]

[evocation]

What is this, a pity date?

[She's trying to joke. It sounds like a joke, right?]

[lifetothefullest]

Okay now it just sounds vaguely insulting for both of us.

[He can tell she's trying to lighten the mood and is doing the same, making a show of rolling his eyes with the comment.]

[evocation]

[He's going along with it, which is something, and she relaxes visibly as she sits.]

At least we're both cute.

[lifetothefullest]

That might work out for you, but all it gets me is people asking for my ID at a bar.

[He takes his seat the table, trying to summon his appetite again; the food does look really good.]

[evocation]

[She smiles a little, more genuinely this time.]

Want me to be your chaperone?

[lifetothefullest]

[He gives her the flattest look ever, though it's obviously a joke, and he's glad to see her mood lightening a little.]

I think I should just start telling people I'm some sort of immortal; we've got a bunch of those around here so I don't think anyone would even question it.