[ Hilda doesn't have quite the self-preservation that Rahu seems to have. Running away from seagull-headed lifeguards works up an appetite and she's not about to say no to food. Especially when it smells as appetizing as it does. She had never quite understood Raphael's insatiable hunger but she was beginning to understand.
Or maybe that's just the nostalgia talking.
Whatever the reason, she's joined the dark haired woman at the barbeque hut peering at the selection before them. They're practically spoiled for choice. And while she'd err towards the familiar (the rabbit), her eyes can't help but be drawn towards the colourful fruit on offer. ]
Your guess is as good as mine. [ She has to look up to look at the woman. ] But if you're open to it, we could share them and figure it out together?
[ The idea is that if one of them doesn't like it then the other might and nothing would go to waste. ]
iii - gen or nsfw, dealer's choice!
Or maybe that's just the nostalgia talking.
Whatever the reason, she's joined the dark haired woman at the barbeque hut peering at the selection before them. They're practically spoiled for choice. And while she'd err towards the familiar (the rabbit), her eyes can't help but be drawn towards the colourful fruit on offer. ]
Your guess is as good as mine. [ She has to look up to look at the woman. ] But if you're open to it, we could share them and figure it out together?
[ The idea is that if one of them doesn't like it then the other might and nothing would go to waste. ]