[ on his own, suspicion beat out appetite; if she's vouching for it, though, he's willing to believe it's safe. And... he's hungry, yeah, what else is new.
He's already picking bits off the plate and wolfing them down as they take seats. ]
You know, [ he murmurs, maybe just a little too carefully. ] same as always.
[ that's not a lie, but it's nicer than the honest truth.
He knows she can't know, he can't tell her, just how bad it is. All they've lost. How they're going to war. ]
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He's already picking bits off the plate and wolfing them down as they take seats. ]
You know, [ he murmurs, maybe just a little too carefully. ] same as always.
[ that's not a lie, but it's nicer than the honest truth.
He knows she can't know, he can't tell her, just how bad it is. All they've lost. How they're going to war. ]