[THREAD] he grabbed my hands, memories flashed away

[striginae]

Who: Nataku [ soulparadox ] & Nagi [ striginae ]
Where: ELYSIUM ; Liebert mansion, first floor study.
When: Mid-afternoon.
Summary: Daily interruptions.
Rating: PG-13.

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[striginae]

It took Nagi an unusually long moment to respond to the sound of steel clattering from behind the door, to respond to anything, really. His thoughts distractedly careening from one place to the next, it wasn't until Nataku had started talking that Nagi straightened up, staring blankly at the cartful of pots and pans. And he continued to stare, his features curiously drained of any emotion. It took him an even longer moment to absorb what Nataku was saying. The other had always seemed to work on a rather strange train of logic, but in his current state, Nagi was having a harder time than usual comprehending what exactly Nataku was asking for. A meal? Here? Why him? Why now?

Automatically shuffling the papers back into some semblance of a neat pile, he turned in his seat, canting his head slightly to the side as he looked over the mess of kitchen utensils that Nataku had brought in. Letting his gaze drift over to Nataku himself, before he spoke slowly, his voice sounding faintly sleepy. "-- ah. The dinner -- it doesn't matter any more." The words were spoken blankly, almost as if he had forgotten about the incident for the most part. A pause, before a hand rose to rub at his temples. Giving his head a small shake in an attempt to clear his thoughts. (Maybe this would serve as a distraction. Something, anything, to keep himself sane.)

Rising from his seat, he stepped towards the cart, trying to keep his thoughts focused. "I -- suppose I wouldn't mind cooking, but what did you have in mind? And I'm not sure if it would be possible to do much here. Perhaps it would be best to go down to the kitchen?" And he attempted to smile -- managing to fake an empty imitation of the gesture.

[soulparadox]

"I suppose that you would feel that way." Nataku did not know what had been done to Nagi. He had simply believed that for whatever reason, the teacher had decided that Genkaku was someone that he should "cherish." Unaware that this would not actually be a desire of the other if things had been kept as they were. And so, he believed that it was simply in Nagi's personality to forgive being murdered, or assaulted in a manner that would could have ended in death.

"I see." He shifted between looking at the tray of food brought and to the man's face a few times. "You would have rather had me drag you off to the kitchen. I will keep that in mind." Keep it in mind the next time that he wished for Nagi to do something and it would be in another room or perhaps another building completely. His head tilted slightly as he took in that sentence, deciding that was a good thing. It saved time both in giving explanations and waiting for the other to follow him.

"Genkaku would be happy to know that you made the meal. Perhaps." He, as usual, sounded unsure. Nataku never knew what made his surrogate brother happy. Never quite sure why he wanted to make Genkaku happy other than it may bring some favor his way from Johan. Since the Senator seemed to still be ignoring him. He had no other way to make sure that the man thought kindly about him. His hands twisted the ribbon ends that hanged over his shoulders, eyes shifted slowly from side to side. "Yes, it will make him happy."