Day 50: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

As expected, after the allotted amount of time had passed, the nurses started to move through the waiting rooms to inform the visitors that it was time for them to leave, whereas in the Sun Room King Kong was turned off and the staff quickly sprung to action to put the equipment away

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[emotionl4arobot]

Apparently he'd been wrong in his initial assumption; it was possible for his face to become even more of a deep shade of red. Brainiac 5 couldn't even muster up the coherency to try and cut Peter off and explain until his roommate stopped on his own and the Coluan was aware of the fact he was, for lack of a better word, boggling at the other boy.

"...that's not what I meant," he said, his voice stilted and awkward. "I meant that what she said didn't make sense considering the... meaning of the word and the context of the situation."

He fidgeted with his fork in the ensuing silence, not really wanting to meet Peter's face directly right now and covering for that by eating some more of his dinner. He wished that, for once, he'd had something like one of Dream Girl's premonitions to warn him about this. Then he could have avoided the entire topic.

"She said I should... do that... in binary with another patient," he explained carefully after a long, awkward silence. "But that doesn't make any sense. ...at least not from my perspective." He wondered if he should ask Peter to please avoid explaining if he was missing something there as well.

[emotionl4arobot]

Brainiac 5 was more than aware by this point that dinner would have been far, far more enjoyable if he hadn't asked what had seemed like a perfectly innocent question about a peculiar turn of phrase at the time. Now he'd essentially ruined the entire meal for himself and Peter, and he still couldn't quite look the other boy in the eyes.

"Well, I'd already decided not to speak with her if I could avoid it," he said after a moment. "She's... a pretty rude person, to be honest."

Silence pressed in again after that and he ate some more of his dinner, studiously focussing on the plate and its contents as he did so. While it helped in a way to know that Asuka was purposely being insulting, it wasn't so much of a revelation to make this exchange something he considered worthwhile.

What they needed was a change of topic, he decided as his fork scraped the plate carefully clean. Something, anything else to think about.

"Did you have any plans for tonight?" he asked, latching on the first topic to cross his mind and glancing across at the other boy.