[ Misaki's freshly showered, mostly for lack of anything better to do, but her eyes are still red when she shows up in the cafeteria. They basically just saw a man die, even if they didn't, you know, see see him die. And she was just starting to get to know him, and he wasn't even the one who did it...
She periodically wipes her eyes on a fistful of tissues. Her handkerchief's still damp, and after all this, she's not sure she can use it again anyway without defeating the purpose.
Anyway, here she is, because soup beats sniffling alone in your room. After getting down a bowl of it and a few cups of that strong tea (it's not coffee, but right now it's definitely close enough), she seeks out the chef to pay her compliments. ]
Luodur-san. You made the soup by yourself, right? You didn't have to do that - I could have helped, if you asked. But... thank you. I think some of us needed it.
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She periodically wipes her eyes on a fistful of tissues. Her handkerchief's still damp, and after all this, she's not sure she can use it again anyway without defeating the purpose.
Anyway, here she is, because soup beats sniffling alone in your room. After getting down a bowl of it and a few cups of that strong tea (it's not coffee, but right now it's definitely close enough), she seeks out the chef to pay her compliments. ]
Luodur-san. You made the soup by yourself, right? You didn't have to do that - I could have helped, if you asked. But... thank you. I think some of us needed it.