[On the fine snowy day, a little boy girl stands by the window while wrapped in comforter. She blankly stared at the snow flakes falling as her breath fogged up the glass, swiping it clear with her big sleeve before having to repeat it again. The world outside seemed different. She then turned her head to look at the rest of the room.]
H-Ha? [yawn
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Yes.
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Let's see what we can cook up, then!
[ ooc: Sets should be able to jump in somewhere around here, right? ]
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Mako-chan, Haruka-san. Are you going somewhere?
[Saying 'Haruka-san' despite the age-difference... well, she's used to it.]
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Setsuna?
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Ah, Setsuna-san! Haruka-san and I were just going to get a snack. Would you like to join us?
[ for her, there's no way to proceed other than to continue addressing Haruka the way she always has, and to go about the occasion as if life were proceeding more or less as usual. But, try as she might, she can't quite help but offer a sheepish smile. The situation isn't exactly normal, after all. ]
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I would, thank you. That's a very good idea.
[She looks at Haruka.]
What are you hungry for, Haruka-san?
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...May I have a cookie?
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Why not, right?
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Of course. We have quite a lot of them.
[She looks at Haruka, raising one eyebrow:]
Are you sure that's all you are hungry for? A cookie doesn't do much for a hungry stomach, you know.
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Hamburger.
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Oh, do they sell those around here? [ she glances at Setsuna, askance ] Or we could try and make one.
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I suppose we could, if we have the right ingredients. I admit it's been awhile since I made - or ate - one.
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It's ok if you can't.
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