[ Reading into it then... Sanji gives a shit. Noted. ]
I'm not adverse to trying it. It does seem to have a connection to the image of being refined or mature, now I think about it.
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Is allowing children to drink up to the discretion of the parents in France then? I'm... not sure if that was the case in Japan, as we left when I was too young to really remember, but there wasn't a lot of drinking in my home anyway.
As you say... if the parents are happy I suppose small amounts don’t hurt.
[ He sets Choi down on the sofa and sets about, y’know actually helping with the setting the table part. ]
Yes, I am. My family is quite small in general. [ He pauses, and watches Sanji thoughtfully for a moment. ]
If I ask if you have any siblings, would you tell me? [ There’s... no accusation in his voice. It’s more a precursor wuestion to see if there’s a point in asking in the first place. A general curiosity, ]
The corner of his lips arch, not quite into a pleasant smirk, but neither is it cruel or biting. Voice laced with some measure of amusement, he answers]
He'll pause long enough to see if Yusuke's got a follow-up for him, but upon realizing the questions are over, lets out a breath and smiles more broadly]
Oi, c'mon, let's eat before Chou gets to it first.
[Because there is a kitten on the prowl, prepared to wind through their feet with hungry mewls]
[ It’s almost a little worrying how relieved he looks as soon as it becomes apparently Yusuke isn’t going to pursue that line of conversation any further. But he doesn’t have time to dwell on it before Chou is headbutting his ankles and bringing him back into the present. ]
I’m sure she’ll persist until she gets something.
[ Chou, at least you’re cute. But for now, he’s going to pull out his seat, settle down and nab some of that chicken because he is hungry. ]
There's some leftover salmon if she really wants any.
[Sanji that is not solving what you think it is, you goddamn fool. As if sensing weakness, Chou is on Sanji's lap the moment he sits, and it's only with some vague mutterings that he puts her down on the floor.] Oi, you know the rules, not on my table.
[This is what dinner is like at his place: constantly berating his fur child]
-- Oh, and lemme know what you think! [He is not the type to start wiggling in anticipation, but he keeps all eyes on Yusuke while he waits fora verdict]
[ One man and his beautiful cat daughter - an epic saga. ]
If there is salmon on the table, I believe that’s where she’ll be.
[ Tale as old as time; cat and salmon. Also, it’s oddly distracting having someone eyeball him this hard while he’s eating. He’s had Akira and Elliot hover to make sure he’s eating once in a while, but this is new. I-is there something he was supposed to say...? Or do....? He’d specifically requested the chicken so Sanji must know it’s good, right?? Help. ]
...
[ No pressure, Yusuke. Just take a bite. ]
... it’s good. [ He’s not a food critic, let him live. ] The salmon with the salad is almost refreshing, in a way? [ Not that chicken is heavy, but it cuts through the sauce and such. I mean, he’s eating it all pretty rapidly so it’s obviously good. ]
[Unacceptable. Sanji expects a ten page dissertation on the color theory of his dish, Yuusk.
... Or, y'know, he can be content with a simple "It's good". Sanji's not hard to please (usually), and settles back with a grin, finally picking up his own fork.]
Is it? [Oh don't act like you didn't know that, chef.] Well, good to hear. I can't have you crying to your friends I don't feed you properly.
[Sanji's retort is the barest hints of a more cheeky smirk, clearly unrepentant. Fork loaded with food, it twirls it briefly before pointing at Yusuke]
Yeah about that, I heard a horror story or two about you forgetting.
[He's not saying who (yet), just that he's aware of Yusuke's penchant for skipping meals in the name of ART.]
[At this point Sanji knows the word for "French", "Japanese", and of course Haru's name. He can methodically suss out what Yusuke's saying. Switching back to English:]
Oi now, I've spoken a few French words at you! No need to bring Haru into it.
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I'm not adverse to trying it. It does seem to have a connection to the image of being refined or mature, now I think about it.
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Is allowing children to drink up to the discretion of the parents in France then? I'm... not sure if that was the case in Japan, as we left when I was too young to really remember, but there wasn't a lot of drinking in my home anyway.
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[He doesn't elaborate if he drank small amounts or not. It's a non-issue in his mind, and just the truth of things.
More interesting to him is the information Yusuke volunteers, and his eyes fall on Yusuke as he sets out the silverware.]
Well, nothing wrong with that. Better safe than sorry, most parents would agree.
[... with some vague, yet careful curiosity:]
You an only child?
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[ He sets Choi down on the sofa and sets about, y’know actually helping with the setting the table part. ]
Yes, I am. My family is quite small in general. [ He pauses, and watches Sanji thoughtfully for a moment. ]
If I ask if you have any siblings, would you tell me? [ There’s... no accusation in his voice. It’s more a precursor wuestion to see if there’s a point in asking in the first place. A general curiosity, ]
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The corner of his lips arch, not quite into a pleasant smirk, but neither is it cruel or biting. Voice laced with some measure of amusement, he answers]
Three brothers.
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I see. Thank you for telling me.
[ He... wants to ask more but it feels very significant to have been told that much alone. Hmm. ]
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He'll pause long enough to see if Yusuke's got a follow-up for him, but upon realizing the questions are over, lets out a breath and smiles more broadly]
Oi, c'mon, let's eat before Chou gets to it first.
[Because there is a kitten on the prowl, prepared to wind through their feet with hungry mewls]
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I’m sure she’ll persist until she gets something.
[ Chou, at least you’re cute. But for now, he’s going to pull out his seat, settle down and nab some of that chicken because he is hungry. ]
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[Sanji that is not solving what you think it is, you goddamn fool. As if sensing weakness, Chou is on Sanji's lap the moment he sits, and it's only with some vague mutterings that he puts her down on the floor.] Oi, you know the rules, not on my table.
[This is what dinner is like at his place: constantly berating his fur child]
-- Oh, and lemme know what you think! [He is not the type to start wiggling in anticipation, but he keeps all eyes on Yusuke while he waits fora verdict]
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If there is salmon on the table, I believe that’s where she’ll be.
[ Tale as old as time; cat and salmon. Also, it’s oddly distracting having someone eyeball him this hard while he’s eating. He’s had Akira and Elliot hover to make sure he’s eating once in a while, but this is new. I-is there something he was supposed to say...? Or do....? He’d specifically requested the chicken so Sanji must know it’s good, right?? Help. ]
...
[ No pressure, Yusuke. Just take a bite. ]
... it’s good. [ He’s not a food critic, let him live. ] The salmon with the salad is almost refreshing, in a way? [ Not that chicken is heavy, but it cuts through the sauce and such. I mean, he’s eating it all pretty rapidly so it’s obviously good. ]
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... Or, y'know, he can be content with a simple "It's good". Sanji's not hard to please (usually), and settles back with a grin, finally picking up his own fork.]
Is it? [Oh don't act like you didn't know that, chef.] Well, good to hear. I can't have you crying to your friends I don't feed you properly.
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Are you fishing for compliments? I have made my thoughts on your cooking known before.
[ Bless. ]
I wouldn’t worry about that. If I don’t eat it’s usually because I forgot, so it’s my responsibility.
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Yeah about that, I heard a horror story or two about you forgetting.
[He's not saying who (yet), just that he's aware of Yusuke's penchant for skipping meals in the name of ART.]
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It is very easy to lose track of time while painting. That is all.
[ ... well, no it’s not but. That’s another story. ]
It is easy to get lost in something you enjoy. This is no different.
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[SOMEONE SURE DID TATTLE. Also, finally taking a bite of his chicken and ... hmmm, did a better job on the sauce this time, he thinks. Nom nom.]
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It was right next to my drink glass. I merely grabbed the wrong one accidentally.
[ Don’t??? @him??? ]
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It doesn't work.]
Tu as de la chance tu es mignon, Renard~
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Boooooo. ]
「If you’re going to resort to French, I’m just going to speak in Japanese again.
Or get Haru to translate. I thought we established this by now.」
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Oi now, I've spoken a few French words at you! No need to bring Haru into it.
[STOP USING YOUR BESTIE AS A CRUTCH.]
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Yusuke looks far too pleased by all this. ]
Ah, we’re back to the common language now are we? Good, good.
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[Sanji be nice.]
And I didn't know switching into French was off the table now.
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[ Seeing as he devolves into Japanese at will, but— ]
I’m usually more curious about what you’ve said. And more liable to assume it’s embarrassing in some way if you do.
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8D]
Alright, how about this? We speak a phrase, we gotta explain it right after on request.
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... In a way that takes the fun out, but it seems like it would be beneficial.
[ Plus, y’know. He can’t complain about not understanding, then complain when it’s explained to him as well. ]
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[And listen, Sanji is all about the fun. He leans back into his chair after taking another bite of the meal to dwell on this dilemma]
Alright, how about this -- we can say whatever the hell we want, but gotta explain at least one on request.
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[ Keeping some of the fun and the mystery, but allowing a little clarity if needed. It’s a good balance. ]
Alright then, what does “Renard” mean?
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