sweethymns | OPEN RP POST SIX

Oooookay. Can't snark away that point.

[Lien nods leaning her chin on the top palm of her hand, thinking.]

Like, as much as I'd like to explore, that's probably not viable for a while until I gather my bearings. Maybe I can just move to a relatively safer place? Like, do some inconspicuous work where I wouldn't bother anyone and vice versa?

And when I mean inconspicuous, I mean nothing to do with moving corpses, because I already had my adventure with that one.

[yes, there is a story behind that, yes it is probably stupid.]

I mean, I can cook for one thing.

[gimme]

[Let's sit around the campfire and sing the Campfire Song... I mean

It's a dark night out in the forest, but "Saber," or rather Bedivere, has set up the campfire. The ring of firewood burns brightly and crackles as the knight carefully pushes another log into the center to keep the flame fed.

He turns to his charge, his Master, looking at her with concern.]

Lady Sen. Will you need another blanket to stay warm for tonight? We are fortunate that the night skies are clear, but the air is dark and cold. It would not do for you to catch a fever.

[is he a knight or a butler who knows?]

[WHY NOT, guess it's time to bring out instruments (wait).

Bedivere certainly takes good care of her, that here she was wondering if she should make him anything to eat. Sure, Servants don't exactly need food, but it is one way she thought that could show her appreciation. Something that tastes good.

On the other hand, he's definitely servicing her more than he needed to.]

O-oh! [Though it is true that she is generally weak to the cold--] I should be fine, the fire you've made is already warming me up! Wouldn't you need the blanket as well?

[Okay, completely ignoring the whole ‘moving corpses’ bit (because at this rate, who in his friend group hasn’t dabbled in something similar), Fenris shoots Lien a quick side glance.]

You’re going to stay here.

Unless you find the accommodations lacking.

[Which is, of course, his way of offering his place to Lien for the time being. And only for the time being. Stupid!!!]

Your concern makes me glad. But no matter.

[He gives her a gentle smile.]

The cold will not hinder me in the way it may hinder you. You might not be able to sleep well if you are not properly covered up.

Aw. I wanted to see Hawke.

[SADNESS. Well, feigned sadness anyways. Lien is a little surprised at his offer to stay in the mansion though.]

Er. I mean, it's no 5-star hotel, but... Yeah, I think that sounds okay for now?

[Lien sets down her cup of wine to stand up and look at the surroundings.]

... Gloomy, but if you let me fuss around a bit, I can make a nice space for myself. Oh!

[Her face lights up.]

I can cook for you!

I suppose that is true...you will need a healthy master too.

[She taps her chin, since while it doesn't matter to him, she still feels a little bad. Hmm...]

Wait, are you going to be keeping watch all night while I sleep as well?

That's the idea.

[He's gonna be sitting neatly on the ground, legs tucked under his cloak and all.]

I don't need rest in the way that you do either.

[She leans forward now that he sits down, just so she can catch his gaze more easily.]

Hmm, I know of our contract, but I feel like you're getting the shorter end of the stick here. [And she understands duty as well, because she herself is dutiful.]

Is there anything I can do for you?

For... me?

[He's genuinely surprised that she's addressing his well being even when being a Servant meant most of his needs did not match those of a human.}

My heart would be settled if you were also in full health, my lady. You are upholding our connection and contract with your own mana after all.

[She nods firmly at first, hoping the he'll give her an answer that would be...well, not dependent on her wellbeing. But alas, it is!!]

I will look after myself, of course! I have to for you, no? [She puffs up, just a little.] But what I mean is, for your own selfish reasons, what would you like?

[Selfish...

Bedivere is trying to think of something. He isn't one for making others perform grand gestures for him. In fact, he's usually the one offering to do so, but Master is being pretty insistent so...]

... Soup... Vegetable soup...

[He looks at Vietnam, scratching his cheek sheepishly.]

The other day, you called it canh in your language. I think I've... Taken a liking to that style of soup even though the broth is not thick.

[it's all the fish sauce bedi]

It's flavorful, but delicate and good with white rice grains.

[...What a pure request for something that is meant to be selfish...It's!! Cute!!

She even blushes from how cute it is?! Who said Servants weren't good people.]

You pronounced it correctly as well! Would you like me to make you some...just vegetables? I will definitely make you as much as you like! It's wholesome too...oh, though I am not sure if you need the nutrients, but in any case. [He does like his vegetables.

AND NOW THE SAUCE OF THE GODS (fish sauce).]

Hmmm...it looks like my cuisine is very suited to your tastes, you even eat it with rice.

[He is a but a simple man, with simple tastes. Bedivere wonders why her cheeks become colored all of a sudden, but he's much too polite to point it out by asking.]

I leave the preparation up to you. Some of your cuisines are something I never would have had in my previous life. It's been an adventure trying your cooking.

[He's not into the really funky stuff, but the Vietnamese food is more often a hit than a miss.]

[What a good man, why is this world lacking in good pleasant men like him. Sen feels like there's hope for this world, yet.]

If that's the case, I will make your request, but also many other things that you may want to try. Your tastes are rather clean, no? I will keep it to crisp tastes.

[So no suddenly explosive food or anything.]

I'm not looking for a servant.

[The thought makes him a little uncomfortable even if he knows, logically, that Lien is only offering to help out of the goodness of her stupid nice heart. Stupid!!!!]

[Fenris huffs, rolls his shoulders, and takes another swig out of his wine bottle.]

If you want to make a space for yourself, however, go ahead.

I would like that.

But. Sleep first.

[Fussy...]

I'm not offering that you doofus.

[Like, she gets his hangups, but on the other hand c'mon!]

Let's face it, I know more about cooking, I don't mind doing it for fun and for surviving, and you just benefit because.

[She waves her hands in the air.]

Besties!!

[Fenris sits patiently as Lien explains herself.]

[He even sits patiently through her little hand wave.]

[It takes a few moments, but he finally says, in as eloquent a manner as an elf of his standing can:]

No.

Does a steak sandwich sound good to you or a bacon one?

[HE'S SO FUSSY.]

Okay, but you'll have to be close by so I know you won't be too hard on yourself.

[Him staying close by goes without saying, but he seems confused again by the latter statement.]

What makes you say that?

[She taps her chin, wondering how to explain.]

You tend to do a lot of things, pushing yourself past your limit. But we're a team, no?

Neither.

[...Mostly because Fenris doesn't have the ingredients to make either of them.]

[But he's not about to let Lien know that!!!]

I just said I wasn't interested in someone to cook and clean for me. If you want to make yourself something, go ahead. I'm fine with this.

[Does he even have to gesture at the bottle in his hand?]

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