To say the least. If we had technology like this, I could only imagine how many problems woul dbe solved.
[ hunger! solved! at least temporarily. he looks delighted as lucas does as they are both blasted with fridge air, and opens the door like one or two more times just to experience it again. ]
... And - I think that is a fine idea. I am a bit peckish, though, I'm not sure where even to begin. [ taair laughs a little at that - almost sheepish, ducking his head. ] I can't recall a time until recently where I even had the chance to pick out a meal for myself.
Oh? My, that sounds so restrictive... [The way he's just like THIS GUY WAS EITHER A PRISONER OR A ROYAL THERE IS NO IN BETWEEN.]
Well! No time like the present, in that case, yes? Why don't we pick out anything that sounds good to you? If the food here is as plentiful as the burgers, waste won't be a concern.
[ and... that's all he's going to say about that! in fact, he claps his hands together. ]
But, there's hardly time to spend on sad stories. I agree! Let's try something - why don't we both pick something out together? And we can try not to leave an avalanche behind, either.
[SIR YOUR PROBABLY TRAGIC BACKSTORY... There's a little bit of curiosity, but Lucas is certainly not one to press on delicate subjects if they're not being obviously opened for discussion, so.]
We've already seen enough avalanches in just a day's time, I think. [Faintly amused...] Let's see... Do you prefer sweet things or savory ones? Are there any foods you dislike in particular, so I know to avoid them?
[ he says this like it is just - the most novel thing in the world, because it kind of is. what does he prefer. ] But, I think I would like to try something new. That is quite a broad list! Perhaps something sweet...? Or something easily eaten, since, I'm not sure about you, Mr. Lucas, but I am not much of a cook.
My god though, now he's just like maybe this man is simply an alien. Not even knowing his own preferences is wild and he is sooo curious but too polite to ask. And then he's distracted by the mention of cooking, anyway.]
Ah... hah, well! I'm not a very good cook, either... Just decent enough to get by, really. [His tragic mostly vegetable meals because that's all he can afford with how much he eats...]
So! Easily eaten, easily eaten... [Perusing through the fridge section... It is so baffling with all of these modern containers and wrappers and shit. HOW DOES ONE KNOW WHAT THEY'RE BUYING.] All of the choices are a little overwhelming, actually...
[ taair says with a laugh, but he reaches up into the shelves out of curiosity, pulling out, at random... a pint of ice cream? it's this kind which is objectively the best flavor of ben and jerrys ever but taair doens't know that ]
... Fish food...? That can't be for human consumption, can it?
But he just nods and laughs, absolutely not surprised that Yves has managed to meet this person considering they both seem fairly friendly, and Yves has probably met damn near everyone. ADOLPHE IS A MYSTERY.]
Is it an easy connection to make? But yes, I do - they're dear students of mine, though I didn't have quite as long with Adolphe.
[ he will hold the carton out to him. it is not that hard to open he is just a ye olde and the idea of something being plastic wrapped is more difficult than it should be. ]
You certainly have that sort of aura, Lucas. [ that of a kind teacher. ] What a wonderful thing to do ... to be able to share knowledge, and empower those who might not be able to access it so easily.
[He has no idea how this plastic shit is supposed to be opened but it's fine because he can just slide a finger under there and pull it apart. FREEDOM FOR THE PHISH FOOD.]
Oh? I do? [Just talking while he unplastics their food.] That's quite a compliment, dear! Thank you very much. My mother was also a teacher and I felt the same way about her work, and what she was able to do for the children of our land. I always wished to follow in her footsteps, and I'm so very glad that I was able to.
[Popping the lid off! He has never seen pint ice cream before in his life.]
[ fondly holds lucas in my mouth i love you you fucked up little guy
but, ah... this is sweet. it's lovely to hear that, and taair's going to say something about it, how wonderful a legacy of knowledge is, but the ice cream stops him full, and he peers into the carton with lucas with abject fascination. ]
Out here holding this pint and staring at it. After a second, he'll just kind of, like. Tap the surface?? Because it does not really look like food to him, and also it is so fucking solid that he's kind of wondering if it is.]
It doesn't seem like something for anyone to eat, really... Why is it so hard and cold?
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[ hunger! solved! at least temporarily. he looks delighted as lucas does as they are both blasted with fridge air, and opens the door like one or two more times just to experience it again. ]
... And - I think that is a fine idea. I am a bit peckish, though, I'm not sure where even to begin. [ taair laughs a little at that - almost sheepish, ducking his head. ] I can't recall a time until recently where I even had the chance to pick out a meal for myself.
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Well! No time like the present, in that case, yes? Why don't we pick out anything that sounds good to you? If the food here is as plentiful as the burgers, waste won't be a concern.
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Aha... something like that, yes, I suppose.
[ and... that's all he's going to say about that! in fact, he claps his hands together. ]
But, there's hardly time to spend on sad stories. I agree! Let's try something - why don't we both pick something out together? And we can try not to leave an avalanche behind, either.
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We've already seen enough avalanches in just a day's time, I think. [Faintly amused...] Let's see... Do you prefer sweet things or savory ones? Are there any foods you dislike in particular, so I know to avoid them?
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Honestly... I don't really know!
[ he says this like it is just - the most novel thing in the world, because it kind of is. what does he prefer. ] But, I think I would like to try something new. That is quite a broad list! Perhaps something sweet...? Or something easily eaten, since, I'm not sure about you, Mr. Lucas, but I am not much of a cook.
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My god though, now he's just like maybe this man is simply an alien. Not even knowing his own preferences is wild and he is sooo curious but too polite to ask. And then he's distracted by the mention of cooking, anyway.]
Ah... hah, well! I'm not a very good cook, either... Just decent enough to get by, really. [His tragic mostly vegetable meals because that's all he can afford with how much he eats...]
So! Easily eaten, easily eaten... [Perusing through the fridge section... It is so baffling with all of these modern containers and wrappers and shit. HOW DOES ONE KNOW WHAT THEY'RE BUYING.] All of the choices are a little overwhelming, actually...
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[ taair says with a laugh, but he reaches up into the shelves out of curiosity, pulling out, at random... a pint of ice cream? it's this kind which is objectively the best flavor of ben and jerrys ever but taair doens't know that ]
... Fish food...? That can't be for human consumption, can it?
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...I haven't even seen any fish here...
[He has seen un frog. He does not know Puffy is here yet.]
If it isn't edible, I'll have to remove it before dear Yves finds it. [HELP.] But I've never seen fish food come in a container like this, either?
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as he's investigating the phish food and trying to see if he can take the top off and look at it, that catches his attention. ]
Mr. Lucas, all three of you know each other? Goodness...! Of course, I can't believe I didn't make that connection before.
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But he just nods and laughs, absolutely not surprised that Yves has managed to meet this person considering they both seem fairly friendly, and Yves has probably met damn near everyone. ADOLPHE IS A MYSTERY.]
Is it an easy connection to make? But yes, I do - they're dear students of mine, though I didn't have quite as long with Adolphe.
[Man escaped into the wilderness...]
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Not necessarily - but, Yves told me a bit about Arpechele, and then also told me about his relationship with Adolphe, so the pieces do fall together.
[ while he's fighting with the plastic because he is a dumb ye olde, he logics this out. also sparkling a little an excited baby. ]
And you're a teacher...? That's wonderful, Mr. Lucas. What did you teach them?
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I see! [JUST WATCHING HIM FIGHT THIS LOSING BATTLE he'll hold his hand out to help if it looks like this poor lad is struggling too much.]
But yes, I am. I traveled through the districts to teach at orphanages, so I taught all of the basic subjects.
[Except for the arts which don't fckin exist really.]
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You certainly have that sort of aura, Lucas. [ that of a kind teacher. ] What a wonderful thing to do ... to be able to share knowledge, and empower those who might not be able to access it so easily.
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Oh? I do? [Just talking while he unplastics their food.] That's quite a compliment, dear! Thank you very much. My mother was also a teacher and I felt the same way about her work, and what she was able to do for the children of our land. I always wished to follow in her footsteps, and I'm so very glad that I was able to.
[Popping the lid off! He has never seen pint ice cream before in his life.]
...Hm!
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but, ah... this is sweet. it's lovely to hear that, and taair's going to say something about it, how wonderful a legacy of knowledge is, but the ice cream stops him full, and he peers into the carton with lucas with abject fascination. ]
... That's for fish to eat...?
[ that doesn't
feel right ]
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Out here holding this pint and staring at it. After a second, he'll just kind of, like. Tap the surface?? Because it does not really look like food to him, and also it is so fucking solid that he's kind of wondering if it is.]
It doesn't seem like something for anyone to eat, really... Why is it so hard and cold?