skyborne_mage | 13th Flight: [Action]

[A long pause.]

I was thinking about how much sugar you must have put into that drink.

I meant in reference to your current choice in conversation.

Considering the amount of stammering you did, Professor, it seemed like a perfectly logical conversation to have.

And that's the only reason?

Yes. [immune]

... If you say. [Skeptical. But expected. Jerk.]

You are a colleague, Professor, and a housemate as well. If this were to affect our current dynamic, I would have to have a few choice words with the maker of that sign. [Is that what you want to hear?]

What about it do you think is likely to be affected? It's simply a foolish experiment that someone got a little too creative with. It's not as if this should have negative repercussions. [No. Not exactly.]

Again, your stammering begs to differ.

Does it, really? It's a perfectly natural reaction to something surprising. It'll pass.

[A slight sigh.] Very good then. We'll leave it at that.

... Of course.

Would you still like some punch? Perhaps we could have some sandwiches to go with it.

I'm not particularly hungry, but we might as well. [It's not like they can do anything extremely productive with the experiment going on.

He goes to get some silverware and a plate.]

[It's not as if Raine's particularly hungry either. But it's something to do. Because she's clearly not still thinking about this. At all.

She goes to get the bread. And attempt to locate other sandwich type ingredients. Good thing she used up the remaining lemons on the ~~lemonade~~ punch, right?]

[...That's up to debate, considering how many lemons she could have added to that punch.

We will try to make this a completely edible sandwich, in hopes of preemptively neutralizing any taste from the punch. Albert sets the plate and silverware on the table, then heads over to look at any condiments where Raine is.]

[Raine's just pulling out ingredients right now, not really thinking of what would work for a sandwich or the kind of combination, so there may be a few seasonings and things that Just Don't Belong There sitting up on the counter, along with some that could be put to use. Not that it's that big of a selection.

She glances back up when Albert draws close again, setting down some vinegar.]

... I wasn't really sure what kind of sandwich to make, so I picked out several different things to choose from.

...I'm sure you can make a sandwich for yourself from any combination of those ingredients, Professor. [Meanwhile, he's going to ... grab the mustard and salt, then retrieve the lettuce and tomato he had just put away.]

... I suppose so. [But we're out of lemons. She glances over to see what he's doing] Oh, I didn't realize you had brought more lettuce.

We go through it fairly quickly. [Rabbit food or not, it's quick to tear up and throw a salad together. ...Though it may be pretty unimaginative to Raine.] I didn't check whether we had any meat for sandwiches, though.

[Fairly unimaginative, but she likes eating them.]

I thought I saw some meat wrapped up in there earlier, but I could have been mistaken. [It wasn't as if she was really paying attention, after all.]

[Do you pay attention to anything that isn't paper or injured in some way, Raine? To the icebox we go. Thankfully, there is something wrapped up in there -- some sort of ham. Edible.

He'll just bring that back to the table for his sandwich.]

Are you going to make a sandwich for yourself, or would you like me to make one? [Unimaginative sandwiches.]

Hm? [She looks down at her ... nonexistent sandwich and eventually makes her way to the table with her pieces of bread.] Ah ... if you could make one for me, that would be appreciated.

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[He nods, slicing tomato and taking some lettuce leaves. Simple, tidy ham sandwiches with mustard. And a little salt to taste.

His appetite seemed to return by the time he finished the two sandwiches.] There you go.

... Thank you. [Those do look appetizing. Save she doesn't have much of an appetite at the moment. Raine looks down at them, starting to reach for one and then stops, frowning slightly and somewhat frustrated. Ridiculous.]

[Albert slices his sandwich in half and then takes a bite before glancing at Raine.] Not hungry?