[Life goes on.
She's done her time for absently staring, for rubbing her arm and thinking about anything and everything, and... for mourning. Is that the right word? Mourning? Being sad over something that's lost now? She imagines it must be... But then-a few days after, she stops. Abruptly stops. And when she finally does, she picks her shoulders
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[He runs in through the back, still tying on his apron.]
Sorry, I'm here, what's going on?
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Oh god, another worker she doesn't recognize.
COME ON WOMAN YOU'RE OFF YOUR A-GAME.]
Ah-hello! [as she picks up a plate of fish and rice] Don't worry about it! We were just serving some easy dishes for the customers today. But we could use some help to keep up with everyone!
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I'll hit the floor, unless you need help cooking, Sayo-san? [He looks over his shoulder as he sets the dish on a tray. Touya was always good at learning his coworkers' names.]
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Ah-I wouldn't mind help in the kitchen! [more calmly, like someone having a pleasant conversation:] Do you cook often?
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Often enough. I cook for myself and Yukito. [He sets the plates down on a serving tray and comes back over, rolling up his sleeves.]
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Yuki-oh! Yukito! [smile] You must have a lot of experience. I'm afraid I've only recently even began working, myself.
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Yeah, I noticed. I guess we haven't been properly introduced. [He bows slightly.] I'm Kinomoto Touya. Pleasure to meet you.
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