[ blow for blow is a fair trade, barely able to jokingly steel for her hit as he continues laughing. if not to bring about an atmosphere then for his own benefit, always keen to keep the mood lighthearted and fun. once he's worn down to chuckles, he returns to addressing their mystery with gusto. ]
Mmm, guess so? It just appears on the otherside of the window...
[ well they're in here on this side of the window... and the torrential mess of soda is out theeeeere... ]
Cold soba?
[ there's no need to be watching the window to hear the unmistakable sound of noodles hitting the floor with a splat, and this one... this one seems like it hurts, judging from the sour expression that twists onto his features. why did he do himself like that? it was just the first thing he thought of. with his head hung out the door, he looks forlornly at the little bundle of noodles beginning to soak up blue soda and heaves a sigh, turning back to Aerith melodramatically: ]
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Mmm, guess so? It just appears on the otherside of the window...
[ well they're in here on this side of the window... and the torrential mess of soda is out theeeeere... ]
Cold soba?
[ there's no need to be watching the window to hear the unmistakable sound of noodles hitting the floor with a splat, and this one... this one seems like it hurts, judging from the sour expression that twists onto his features. why did he do himself like that? it was just the first thing he thought of. with his head hung out the door, he looks forlornly at the little bundle of noodles beginning to soak up blue soda and heaves a sigh, turning back to Aerith melodramatically: ]
Magic. [ well, mystery solved. ]