[it's a bit easier to focus on that, but it doesn't stop stahn from sighing a bit. he's really not into the awkward air, but he also doesn't exactly have anything to say.
even dymlos can't help but to emit a quiet sound. of course, he knows what's going on more than these two idiots seem to, so it's just frustrating... especially when he's really unsure if he should let them even try to figure it out at this point.
(maybe it would be better to steer them away from the direction they're slowly headed, but he doesn't meddle quite yet.)]
Leon... [he breaks the silence, but he doesn't have anything to say, even still.]
... Well, not in a particularly warm or helpful way. Sorry Stahn. Best of luck with this jerk who has no idea why things are so awkward and thus no intentions of trying to fix it.]
In other words, Leon fucked that rightly up again.
He doesn't know how to fix this awkwardness though. Stahn's expression is clearly pained, but... leon doesn't know what to say or do to fix it. Except--]
There is no need to bow your head in a situation such as this. [Hmph.] Should we not instead pick a dessert? [They look...good.... .and they'll clearly have to share one, since they also look huge.]
things feel weird, but neither of them did anything wrong. leon's not mad at him, it's fine. it's just—it's weird and weird in ways that stahn is unfamiliar with.
but at least leon makes that suggestion, and it helps to brighten him up just a bit.] Oh... mm, right.
[it's kind of a weak smile, but he's trying his best. for leon's sake... he should smile, right?] What do you think looks the best?
[stahn's definitely using this as a distraction from the awkwardness, because it's a healthy way of coping with how weird things have gotten.]
With the chocolate sauce, and the fruit gummies... and the mochi? [that sounds good to stahn. he has no idea if leon will agree, but it sounds really good to him.]
[of course he doesn't—and stahn finds himself smiling a bit as he calls someone over to make the order.
...which is probably ridiculous. but stahn doesn't think about why he's smiling, or why he's even endeared by this at all.
but he is—maybe because it's so leon to deflect things like that when he clearly wants it. either way? he'll casually make the order and leave it at that. it's fine.]
Leon doesn't get it, but on the other hand--he's grateful that Stahn's seeming more like himself, instead of down in the dumps as Cerealia has made him lately.
So he's not going to complain about the fact that Stahn at least looks a little happier, even if he doesn't understand why.
Instead--]
If nothing else, I suppose experiencing a range of different foods has made this somewhat worthwhile. If there must be some high point to this nonsense. [Cerealia, he means.]
[it can't be helped... those little slivers of normalcy and the reminder of why leon is so precious to him as a friend is enough to bring a smile to his lips.
he's really just a simple soul.
though... he does scrunch his nose as the implication that the food is the only good thing cerealia has to offer.]
It's not like that's the only good thing, Leon. I know a lot of it isn't great here, but... I don't think the food is the best part.
[stahn's not blind to the fact that leon isn't ignoring it, after all. it may be sentimental, but the friends they've made and the fact they're largely patched up their own relationship in many ways—
to stahn, that's more important.
but stahn always has been more of a sentimental person, so this is just no exception to the rule.]
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even dymlos can't help but to emit a quiet sound. of course, he knows what's going on more than these two idiots seem to, so it's just frustrating... especially when he's really unsure if he should let them even try to figure it out at this point.
(maybe it would be better to steer them away from the direction they're slowly headed, but he doesn't meddle quite yet.)]
Leon... [he breaks the silence, but he doesn't have anything to say, even still.]
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[Leon responds, but...
... Well, not in a particularly warm or helpful way. Sorry Stahn. Best of luck with this jerk who has no idea why things are so awkward and thus no intentions of trying to fix it.]
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he's got nothing. so he shakes his head, knowing that leon will also be likely to drop the topic if he responds with what he knows he should.]
Nothing—never mind. [he doesn't actually have anything to say, and he knows he'll just draw leon's ire but trying to force conversation.
(why does it make his chest hurt a little, though?)]
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In other words, Leon fucked that rightly up again.
He doesn't know how to fix this awkwardness though. Stahn's expression is clearly pained, but... leon doesn't know what to say or do to fix it. Except--]
There is no need to bow your head in a situation such as this. [Hmph.] Should we not instead pick a dessert? [They look...good.... .and they'll clearly have to share one, since they also look huge.]
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things feel weird, but neither of them did anything wrong. leon's not mad at him, it's fine. it's just—it's weird and weird in ways that stahn is unfamiliar with.
but at least leon makes that suggestion, and it helps to brighten him up just a bit.] Oh... mm, right.
[it's kind of a weak smile, but he's trying his best. for leon's sake... he should smile, right?] What do you think looks the best?
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Gently, he clears his throat, glancing over the menu.
Honestly, all of them do, though his eyes linger on the more aesthetically appealing ones because he's Leon and he's shallow that way.
... Hm..]
I suppose they all look tolerable, if we must have dessert. [no they all look delicious]
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[stahn's definitely using this as a distraction from the awkwardness, because it's a healthy way of coping with how weird things have gotten.]
With the chocolate sauce, and the fruit gummies... and the mochi? [that sounds good to stahn. he has no idea if leon will agree, but it sounds really good to him.]
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[No, that sounds delicious to him, Leon has no complaints--in fact, he's going to go ahead and crack open the menu to look at it all again.
....... Yum.............]
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...which is probably ridiculous. but stahn doesn't think about why he's smiling, or why he's even endeared by this at all.
but he is—maybe because it's so leon to deflect things like that when he clearly wants it. either way? he'll casually make the order and leave it at that. it's fine.]
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Leon doesn't get it, but on the other hand--he's grateful that Stahn's seeming more like himself, instead of down in the dumps as Cerealia has made him lately.
So he's not going to complain about the fact that Stahn at least looks a little happier, even if he doesn't understand why.
Instead--]
If nothing else, I suppose experiencing a range of different foods has made this somewhat worthwhile. If there must be some high point to this nonsense. [Cerealia, he means.]
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he's really just a simple soul.
though... he does scrunch his nose as the implication that the food is the only good thing cerealia has to offer.]
It's not like that's the only good thing, Leon. I know a lot of it isn't great here, but... I don't think the food is the best part.
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But Leon's sometimes overly complicated, as evidenced by how he quirks an eyebrow at that?]
Oh? And what, precisely, would you tout as better in a place such as this?
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[his friends are precious and can't be replaced—leon included, of course. to stahn, that's better than anything else cerealia has to offer them.]
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Ugh, how expectedly sentimental.
[He's not...going to deny it, because he met Otome here. (And Kashuu, and Rise, and--)
But still.
Gross.
Sentimental cooties.]
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[stahn's not blind to the fact that leon isn't ignoring it, after all. it may be sentimental, but the friends they've made and the fact they're largely patched up their own relationship in many ways—
to stahn, that's more important.
but stahn always has been more of a sentimental person, so this is just no exception to the rule.]