[he directs his gaze to the bowl, though, caught a bit off guard by the compliment. like, yeah, he's completely cool, thanks for noticing — but this whole ramen quest was sort of something he'd charged forward into doing, dragging Ryuji along with him, without really thinking about it first.]
[because there are too many sick people that he's kind of grown really attached to over the past few months. because he's already tried cold medicine. because he already tried waiting to see if Astoria would say something, or figure it out. he waited for about five minutes.]
[and, because.]
Had to try something. [his own fuck-ups the previous times he's tried saving someone notwithstanding. what he says next is also pretty candid, too, considering the really weird and sometimes missed jokes they've been lobbing at each other this entire endeavor.]
Dunno. I get that realistically, this probably won't cure anything, but if I have to pick between rapping about exploding soup or waiting for a solution, I'll always pick the sick rhymes. [well ... okay, even that awfully honest sentence is still said in a really weird and roundabout way. but the sentiment, the very protective instinct, is there.]
[and he wrinkles his nose as he chews like the thief he is — like those asshole friends who steal the crouton you were saving for last off your salad — the broth that was dripping from the egg he just rudely yoinked from the bowl crackling in his mouth. yeah, okay, next time, he definitely won't be making any mention of flavor explosions or meaty bursts.]
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[he directs his gaze to the bowl, though, caught a bit off guard by the compliment. like, yeah, he's completely cool, thanks for noticing — but this whole ramen quest was sort of something he'd charged forward into doing, dragging Ryuji along with him, without really thinking about it first.]
[because there are too many sick people that he's kind of grown really attached to over the past few months. because he's already tried cold medicine. because he already tried waiting to see if Astoria would say something, or figure it out. he waited for about five minutes.]
[and, because.]
Had to try something. [his own fuck-ups the previous times he's tried saving someone notwithstanding. what he says next is also pretty candid, too, considering the really weird and sometimes missed jokes they've been lobbing at each other this entire endeavor.]
Dunno. I get that realistically, this probably won't cure anything, but if I have to pick between rapping about exploding soup or waiting for a solution, I'll always pick the sick rhymes. [well ... okay, even that awfully honest sentence is still said in a really weird and roundabout way. but the sentiment, the very protective instinct, is there.]
[anyway, Dave chickens chicken, chickening chicken chicken chicken chicken chicken chicken chicken, chickening chicken chicken chicken chicken.]
[and he wrinkles his nose as he chews like the thief he is — like those asshole friends who steal the crouton you were saving for last off your salad — the broth that was dripping from the egg he just rudely yoinked from the bowl crackling in his mouth. yeah, okay, next time, he definitely won't be making any mention of flavor explosions or meaty bursts.]