[ look, she trusts tubby. if she talks to her, the adeptus will understand. childe didn't seem very different in terms of his open affection towards the traveler, so this shouldn't be anything new to the bird outside. but still!! ]

Later's not going to happen, Ajax.

[ isn't he tired? he should be exhausted beyond reason from the events of the past few days to even want to do anything too tedious or tiresome. and she has work, too; they both have work that they've put off for nth days now.

in any case, lumine walks back into the kitchen to rinse her cup and start going through the fridge on what they can have for breakfast. she takes out an egg, debating if she should have an omelet or pancakes ... decisions, decisions. ]

I don't have any preference, either. As long as it's not another variation of salad.