[ his exhaustion doesn't escape her notice, especially when she sits next to him on the couch, taking a paper box of dumplings from the bag and setting it down on her knees. ]

If you're tired, you can go to bed. Aether's not around, so the bedroom upstairs is all yours.

[ it'll be his for the next few days or so, until her brother returns.

lumine does wonder if aether's already eaten. knowing him, if he's pretty busy with work, whatever kind of work it is, he'll probably forget about eating. that's a tendency the both of them has when work preoccupies their entire attention and nothing else. she takes a dumpling between chopsticks, taking a nibble of it at its corners.

should she call him later? remind him about dinner? ]

... I hope you asked someone at your home to nag at Aether about eating. He's going to forget if he's too busy.