yoon's palace

[strawsandals]

I thought I told you to leave me alone.

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[supherb]

[Arven chimes in after Schneider.]

Y-Yeah. We've got a big pot of hot pot waiting for you, too. And steak, if you're into that.

[Please let the God of Conflict stay the fuck out of this now. He's gotten his fight.]

[strawsandals]

[ Yoon takes the bread from Schneider and digests what she's said. Don't suffer from guilt, don't let it paralyze him - that...it's hard to believe right now, but he won't. He will move forward from this, even if he doesn't realize it just yet.

He'll take a bite of it, though. His eyes start to water.

And then Arven comes in. ]

...I...I remember seeing you all make it. Please have some, too.

[idealies]

We made it for you just like you taught me. We'll have some together - the God of Conflict not invited!

[ Ai beams as she meets his eyes. Stay blue, stay with us! ]

[strawsandals]

...Yeah.

[ Oh, Ai. He is truly so honored. At least his eyes are blue again, though! On that front, he's okay. ]

[idealies]

[ That's a good sign! Eyes tell a lot about a person. She's sure the others know what to say to comfort him better than her. Even after seeing his heart, it feels embarrassing to say she doesn't understand everything that had transpired, but she can at least use her newfound cooking skills to ensure he won't have to experience the cold, hungry place he came from again. ]

Welcome back.

[supherb]

[Phew. He's seeing nothing but good signs here.]

Heh. Why don't we have a hot pot party once we get outta here, then?

[strawsandals]

Okay.

[ He would like that. He would like that a lot, actually. ]

[metagame]

Where are we going to get a space big enough...

[imperiosity]

[did someone say party]

Hell yeah! Nothing like a party to celebrate getting one up on that god of whatever.

[unweathered]

[ Schneider smiles a little. It's not one of her usual ones. It's a little more gentle than usual. She'll pat Yoon's head gently. So what if they're pretty close in height anyway? Head. Pat.]

...I can make better food than that bread, outside of Nekiya.

[strawsandals]

I believe you.

[ All these headpats are making him all choked up, thanks!! He's biting his lower lip, trying not to cry like a baby right now. ]

[unweathered]

So lets get out of here, hm? Trying to play at things we're not, ignoring your own strengths... don't you think that's only for idiots who don't know better? And you're not one of those.

[ That's a much better expression]