[Rice with anything he felt like adding. Chicken, scallion. It looks good. It doesn't explain why he is giving it to her but friends. On this train. This was how things were. She clambered up onto a seat, putting the hedgehod on the table next to her and pulling the bowl towards her.]
I do be knowing how to be using them.
[Sure back home she hate ate with her hands and sometimes a spoon but a year on the train means she knows how to use forks, knives for eating (rather than stabbing) and the chopsticks.]
I do be thanking you. [She began to eat, wrinkling her nose a little at the spice but it's not too hot, not bad enough to complain about. Not when he gave it to her.]
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Date: 2021-08-22 10:26 am (UTC)I do be knowing how to be using them.
[Sure back home she hate ate with her hands and sometimes a spoon but a year on the train means she knows how to use forks, knives for eating (rather than stabbing) and the chopsticks.]
I do be thanking you. [She began to eat, wrinkling her nose a little at the spice but it's not too hot, not bad enough to complain about. Not when he gave it to her.]