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[ SHE CAN'T SEE MOST OF WHAT'S GOING ON all she know is that his movements are... curious, more than anything. the fire is definitely a white blur, as well as anything else that isn't.. black or white. akane, why??? ]

I was told to learn Braille, since CERES may be watching us at all times.

Communication through something that doesn't use sound or sight might be pertinent here.

[ ah. this is a sore subject for him straight out of the gate, the whole 'being monitored' thing. so he frowns into his custard mixture for just a second. ]

That'll be difficult. Not everyone will have the patience for an alternate form of communication.

[ he almost burns his hand checking the heat of the pot, because he's still as cold as a ghost; thank god he can pokerface with the best of them. ] But if they're monitoring us, the best course of action to take, for now, is to be as mundane as possible.

[ akane wonders if he's just saying that because they're being watched. ]

... ah, then when would be a good time to do something about it?

[ they could be listening to them talking RIGHT NOW!!! but whatever, it seems like a bad thing to start getting overly paranoid. ]

You can start whenever you want. As long as you don't paint a red flag over your head that says "I am suspicious".

[ that's certainly a possibility!!! actually, it's actually happening!! wee woo wee woo. ]

... I wish I could be suspicious, but I definitely can't act that way.

[ she's too honest, which can be a bad thing sometimes. ]

[ akane, you sweet child... he's just going to turn the heat off and let this custard cool while he thinks about how much he hopes that this girl doesn't get herself in a boatload of Bad Situations. ]

So you're saying that you're incapable of being suspect for anything.

[ oh adolf, you don't know the half of it. :') ]

More or less. It would be unbecoming of a policewoman to be that way, right?

...The infrastructure of the police system doesn't necessitate a strict moral code.

[ read: people are capably capable of being terrible in any job. but he seems to realize that arguing this point is going to be largely useless. ]

Though. If you were really a policewoman, you should be more careful about letting strangers into your space.

[ HE FINALLY SAID IT... ]

[ well, akane can't be terrible at any job. that's pretty much part of her character. as for the stranger comment-- ]

But you're not a stranger, are you?

[ AKANE?! ]

...This is only the second time we've met. We might as well be.

And I can tell that your intentions aren't to hurt me. Stranger or not, that's good enough for me.

[ why else would you bring a bag of groceries here, right?? ]

[ ah... well. he can't really dispute that, since he's pouring custard into small plastic white cups to cool in the fridge. weak. ]

...Be that as it may. Exercise more caution next time.

[ are you embarrassed for yourself yet, adolf? you should be. ]

I'll be sure to take your advise. Thank you, Adolf.

[ profoundly?! but, ah... she's so earnest.

a long pause on his end here, as he's cleaning everything up and rolling his sleeves back over his burned arms. ]

Don't thank me. And you'll find most of the food in the fridge. Utensils and cups are on the counter.

[ pointing to all of the things he's brought, in order. team mom skills. ]

...If your vision gets worse, speak to a doctor.

I was told these things happen often, so it'll wear off in a few days.

[ so she's optimistic, at least...! also yes, she's so earnest. does it hurt, adolf. does it? ]

[ it's so painful... why!!! why this. it's stupid of him, he knows that kind people exist and that there are earnest people who let strange people into their homes, and he's thankful for the fact that she let him come here when she had no reason to— as thankful as he is about the fact that people like her exist at all.

he maybe would have smiled if he could remember how to; so instead, he just folds his face under his collar again like a big dumb nerd. ]

I see. [ man, akane knows so much about this place already... a beat later, and he's already turning to leave, because he's not willing to overstay his welcome. ] One less thing to worry about, then.

I'll let you know if it does get better.

[ you know, as an update. and eventually, when things do get better, she'll have to do something for him as means of saying thanks, too.

she gets up from her seat when she realises that adolf is about to leave, more than willing to walk him to the door. ]

[ don't you dare, akane... he's really not expecting anything in return, and he's even surprised that she's walked with him to the door. ah.

he looks over his shoulder when she patters behind him, reaches for the doorknob without even saying 'see you'...

...and goes right through the door instead, whoops. he'd forgotten that that's a thing that's starting to happen, this is so embarrassing?! he awkwardly fumbles with himself on the other side of the door, wondering if he should...say anything about what just happened.

and decides not to.

and literally just starts fastwalking away. please tell him she didn't see that... ]

[ ... um.

she just kind of stares at her door until she realises that he just phased through it. what the hell? and he probably isn't coming back. so she just sends him a text after she eats. ]

Thank you for the food.

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