[ oh, she notices. yukari looks from six to the food in her hand--a crepe, filled with lots of fresh cream and fruit. maybe it's not the healthiest thing but, like.... so? whatever, it's fine. she can indulge.
[...So. The last time anyone gave Six any food, it's always been offered. Usually, admittedly, because she was crumpled in a ball with hunger pains. Actually... asking is a bit of a new experience, and she seems to visibly pause at the question.]
[Talking is also a thing she hasn't had reason to do in a long while, to the point that it almost feels as though her body has temporarily forgotten the steps. So instead of saying what she means, she tentatively raises her hand up after a few seconds to point at the crepe.]
[She's seen a lot of foods, but most of them have been meat and alcohol in the Maw. Something this delicate and sweet smelling is unbelievable.]
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either way, she looks to six again. ]
Umm, can I help you?
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[Talking is also a thing she hasn't had reason to do in a long while, to the point that it almost feels as though her body has temporarily forgotten the steps. So instead of saying what she means, she tentatively raises her hand up after a few seconds to point at the crepe.]
[She's seen a lot of foods, but most of them have been meat and alcohol in the Maw. Something this delicate and sweet smelling is unbelievable.]