[h2]Miina[/h2]

… was she supposed to know what that was? She didn't know what [i]any of the things here[/i] were called, beyond maybe identifying what some of them were called. And was ‘I don't know’ an acceptable answer? It wasn't like she was trying to be timid or anything, either – he was obviously needing to pay attention to whether this marriage was going to be arranged or whatever was going on – and the stutter [i]never went away[/i].

"Yes?" the redhead eventually settled on, looking cautiously as the soup was finally delivered to its appointed place. At least this only needed a spoon, that was about as easy as you could get for eating, and…

Ah, garlic. Seemingly nothing [i]but[/i] garlic, as far as her tastebuds were willing to tell her, and that… right, she could pretend to like it. Just don't show much expression at all, easy, and echo Chisato a little, even though she was [i]there[/i] for that whole mess…

"At least he d-d-didn't need rescuing…"

Unlike the spy. And Eve.

Really, the fact none of them had actually drowned was still impressive.