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An uncomfortable silence seizes the room as both of you keep removing the remnants of the fishmen from the opulent carpet.
Finally, you break the silence and start explaining how you've gotten a document form the girls detailing a horrible, preternatural substance that has a worrying effect on boys. Possibly substituting their instincts with a whole new ones.
Se-young hesitates. "That's worrying... They shouldn't delve where they don't belong." She says cautiously. "For now, we should focus on exploring the Bunker, there has to be a way out." Then she gets up and throws the spent cloth right into the box. "Cleaning's done."
That it is. The floor looks fine, as well as the walls. The stains are gone; but not bullet holes... All in all, the room feels homey once more.
But, you came her for a reason. Here goes nothing... "I brought you food, please take it. It was the reason I came here to begin with." Kneeling, you start fishing through the bag.
Soon you get it, and look up and you see Se-young sitting by the bar deep in thought. "Please, take it." You repeat and handle her the bag.
Surprisingly, she politely takes the bag this time. "Although, you look well and we have ammunition. We should go explore more of this bunker once we are done here. Think it over in the meantime."
Happy with her finally taking up the offer you sit right next to her at the small bar and get comfortable... And mutter. "Give me a minute. Ahh."
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Occasionally, you sneak a peek at calmly eating Se-young. Someway, somehow she procured metal chopsticks and with immaculate precision and dignity she nibbles at some kind of fish and spiced potatoes the 'clerk' had given you.
In truth, you don't remember anything to compare it to, but still, it's a sight to behold, and deep down you sense a distant air of nobility . One day you should probably inform her you lost memories, but for now...
...You lean back, desperately trying to stop yourself from grinning at the barely audible munching noises, or the puffing of her cheeks on her stoic face.
You should pinch her on the cheek. Sure, she will gun you down in a flash of her black hair, but it's not the worst way to go... Were you always this playful? Whatever, better not to dwell on it.
When she first started eating you were warned that she never hurries in this matters - she certainly delivers. For over a quarter of an hour she dines in quite comfortable silence. And, once she's done, she clacks her chopsticks and gently wipes her mouth with a lavish piece of russet cloth... Also procured someway, somehow.
Then she gets up and lightly bows for you. "Thank you..." And casually walks back to the main room.
Disheartened, you get up to join her, but when she grabs her trusted rifle, she whispers. "...Hope you enjoyed the show."
"HUH?"
She starts fiddling her gun and doesn't look at you back anymore. "So what's the plan? For now, prepare your weapon, it's ill-advised to exert yourself shortly after eating."
