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[thedicearecast]

[For someone who had never seen rain before she came to Luceti, the frozen white version of it falling from the sky is even more astounding. She wants to ask Vash about it, but the gunman still hasn't woken from his Malnosso-caused slumber, which is why she turns to the journals. It's not so much because she wants to know right away, though.

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[thundercrusher]

[Is Amelia stopping at the same place Thor is? Because he's going in for some waffles, if they'll make them for him. Mortals have managed to discover the perfect manner in which to spend breakfast. He's still not quite so good at making it for himself, though.

However, since they arrive at roughly the same time, he will step aside, gesturing for her to go inside. Because that's what good, chivalrous norse gods do.]

[thedicearecast]

[Uh huh. Norse gods and idiots who thought a polite gesture was a surefire way to get into a woman's bed. Not that Amelia naturally assumes that's Thor's motivation or anything. It's just highly likely.

Still, most of the men in Luceti actually act civilized. Maybe that's why instead of her typical silence, Amelia actually talks to Thor when she breezes past.]

Thanks.

[...It's a big step for her, okay?]

[thundercrusher]

[If only he knew how much that meant, he might be more appreciative.]

You're welcome. [He will proceed to follow her inside.] Do you eat here often? [What might sound like a pickup line is actually idle conversation. He usually doesn't have to stand around waiting for his food like this.]

[thedicearecast]

[No Thor. That was not an invitation to talk.]

Yeah. Most people do. [And if he looks around, Amelia is sure he'll find one of them just begging to be bothered. She's going to go find a table now. Hopefully alone.]

[thundercrusher]

[... well. He's not going to push it. He's just hear for breakfast. So when she goes away, he'll just. Pick another table. He just wants his coffee and waffles.]