( There's a slow blink as the spoon is handed to the other girl, her head tilting slightly as if she's trying to make sense of what she's supposed to do with a... spoon. )
It's a nice spoon, at least.
( Orihime offers in reassurance with a soft, little laugh. But it doesn't escape her what the purpose of the wheel had been. Her knowledge of such intimate things are limited, and she can already feel her cheeks starting to burn as she tries to figure out what, precisely, the other girl can even do with a spoon for something like that. )
I... ( She starts slowly, lifting one hand to her chin thoughtfully. ) I'm not sure what you're supposed to do with it.
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( There's a slow blink as the spoon is handed to the other girl, her head tilting slightly as if she's trying to make sense of what she's supposed to do with a... spoon. )
It's a nice spoon, at least.
( Orihime offers in reassurance with a soft, little laugh. But it doesn't escape her what the purpose of the wheel had been. Her knowledge of such intimate things are limited, and she can already feel her cheeks starting to burn as she tries to figure out what, precisely, the other girl can even do with a spoon for something like that. )
I... ( She starts slowly, lifting one hand to her chin thoughtfully. ) I'm not sure what you're supposed to do with it.