[ Tatara repeats the name thoughtfully, but not as though he struggles to identify what such a thing is, merely if he has any available. He does have quite a penchant for bringing home snacks, (and other various items), to Sakon, but if he’s done so with the wagashi, odds are it’s all eaten by now. Shinki are always hungry, after all.
So, it’s on that note that he heads to the kitchen to flip open this cabinet and that, diving nearly headlong into the pantry to be absolutely certain they have to settle for rice crackers, which Tatara definitely has. Ultimately, that’s what he returns with, wearing a smile tinged in a wry hue, vaguely apologetic. ]
Sorry, Munakata-san, but I’m afraid this is all I could find...
[ Hardly a snack fit for a king. The Red Clansman has zero doubt that Reisi Munakata, as not a shinki but the leader of Scepter-4, would at the very best acknowledge receipt of the offering before discreetly tossing it out. But this man isn’t that one -- not quite, at least. He’s still the same very stilted figure, very much repressive of his own emotions, but they’re starting to peek through in spots now -- in fleeting smiles and discreetly playful gestures.
And as where Tatara Totsuka couldn’t concern himself with the Blue King before one way or the other, here he finds himself inexplicably rapt by the idea of what might be hiding underneath such carefully-placed concealment. So then, that’s why--]
You don’t need to thank me! [ He takes a seat once more, resuming the previous posture, but smiling brighter. ] It’s my pleasure.
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[ Tatara repeats the name thoughtfully, but not as though he struggles to identify what such a thing is, merely if he has any available. He does have quite a penchant for bringing home snacks, (and other various items), to Sakon, but if he’s done so with the wagashi, odds are it’s all eaten by now. Shinki are always hungry, after all.
So, it’s on that note that he heads to the kitchen to flip open this cabinet and that, diving nearly headlong into the pantry to be absolutely certain they have to settle for rice crackers, which Tatara definitely has. Ultimately, that’s what he returns with, wearing a smile tinged in a wry hue, vaguely apologetic. ]
Sorry, Munakata-san, but I’m afraid this is all I could find...
[ Hardly a snack fit for a king. The Red Clansman has zero doubt that Reisi Munakata, as not a shinki but the leader of Scepter-4, would at the very best acknowledge receipt of the offering before discreetly tossing it out. But this man isn’t that one -- not quite, at least. He’s still the same very stilted figure, very much repressive of his own emotions, but they’re starting to peek through in spots now -- in fleeting smiles and discreetly playful gestures.
And as where Tatara Totsuka couldn’t concern himself with the Blue King before one way or the other, here he finds himself inexplicably rapt by the idea of what might be hiding underneath such carefully-placed concealment. So then, that’s why--]
You don’t need to thank me! [ He takes a seat once more, resuming the previous posture, but smiling brighter. ] It’s my pleasure.