( well, the door opens with a start--the slam of it against the wall nearly makes her jump, but it's the fact that her little platonic partner here seems keen on shrieking and making a scene that nearly has her lifting up her free hand, as though able to conjure up some kind of something that will make whatever waits on the other side of the door regret ever bothering them.
--but there's nothing there, right? as she scans her gaze around, instinctively squeezing her partner's hand as though to ensure nothing will force them apart, she doesn't see anyone at all. there's no chef, no cook, no line staff, no wait staff. the kitchen looks well used, and yet nobody is there to use it.
with a laugh, she immediately uses her free hand to swat suguru on the shoulder. )
You're a jerk! ( it's said in laughter, so it's not serious. ) I thought we might have to fight to the death...!
( lips pursed, she glances around again: ) But it's just us. Magic, then?
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--but there's nothing there, right? as she scans her gaze around, instinctively squeezing her partner's hand as though to ensure nothing will force them apart, she doesn't see anyone at all. there's no chef, no cook, no line staff, no wait staff. the kitchen looks well used, and yet nobody is there to use it.
with a laugh, she immediately uses her free hand to swat suguru on the shoulder. )
You're a jerk! ( it's said in laughter, so it's not serious. ) I thought we might have to fight to the death...!
( lips pursed, she glances around again: ) But it's just us. Magic, then?