( he retrieves his paw and watches almost expectantly; as soon as she sets the jerky down, his paw once again reaches out lightning-fast and pulls it closer to himself. from there, he pins the stick of jerky between his two front paws, gnawing on it happily. if don listens very closely, she can hear a soft, low purring…
sure, it’s just dried meat, but it’s also delicious. it reminds him of when he had first sat around fengxi’s fire, listening to them talk and laugh—tianhu had offered him a piece of roasted meat, and he’d thought he’d never tasted anything more delicious. that, or when he and wuxian had eaten that feast at the restaurant near the coast. yes, it’s just a piece of jerky, but it brings him warm memories.
he doesn’t look back up to don until she mentions that there aren’t any animals around. now… xiaohei isn’t technically an animal, but that’s certainly peculiar. he looks up from his snack, round eyes curious.
they flicker to the stairs leading down to the train platform as she mentions it. )
Mrow…
( by his faintly reproachful tone, it sounds like he hadn’t really enjoyed his time on the train. mostly because he’d been trapped on it until he actually payed attention to the phone that had been next to him on the seat. in his defense, he usually can’t read very well—how was he supposed to know he’d be able to understand what it said!
he continues nibbling on the jerky, seemingly mollified. he looks less likely to bolt at any moment. his eyes return to stare at her. )
Maow?( he wonders how she knew he’d arrived on a train… )
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sure, it’s just dried meat, but it’s also delicious. it reminds him of when he had first sat around fengxi’s fire, listening to them talk and laugh—tianhu had offered him a piece of roasted meat, and he’d thought he’d never tasted anything more delicious. that, or when he and wuxian had eaten that feast at the restaurant near the coast. yes, it’s just a piece of jerky, but it brings him warm memories.
he doesn’t look back up to don until she mentions that there aren’t any animals around. now… xiaohei isn’t technically an animal, but that’s certainly peculiar. he looks up from his snack, round eyes curious.
they flicker to the stairs leading down to the train platform as she mentions it. )
Mrow…
( by his faintly reproachful tone, it sounds like he hadn’t really enjoyed his time on the train. mostly because he’d been trapped on it until he actually payed attention to the phone that had been next to him on the seat. in his defense, he usually can’t read very well—how was he supposed to know he’d be able to understand what it said!
he continues nibbling on the jerky, seemingly mollified. he looks less likely to bolt at any moment. his eyes return to stare at her. )
Maow? ( he wonders how she knew he’d arrived on a train… )