[Ren, such a bro, putting up with whatever the hell this is from her (melodrama, that's what it is) but... but!!! The scents from home get her eyes to snap open, the familiarity of curry and coffee... home, Sojiro, her mom... truly, the best way to get her back to life is curry and coffee a la Sojiro.
With vision crawling over the containers, Futaba perks up at the sight. Familiar, making her a feel a little tinge of homesickness. There's only a few words that are appropriate for this moment, and they are:]
I can't promise there will be any left for you.
[...very exaggerated, she wouldn't leave Ren to starve, that's just mean.... but she is a curry fiend, and Sojiro-slash-Ren's curry is the absolute best.]
And is that... some of Sojiro's coffee? Or is that from here? [She'll drink it either way, of course, there's no way she'd leave a thermos of coffee to go cold.]
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With vision crawling over the containers, Futaba perks up at the sight. Familiar, making her a feel a little tinge of homesickness. There's only a few words that are appropriate for this moment, and they are:]
I can't promise there will be any left for you.
[...very exaggerated, she wouldn't leave Ren to starve, that's just mean.... but she is a curry fiend, and Sojiro-slash-Ren's curry is the absolute best.]
And is that... some of Sojiro's coffee? Or is that from here? [She'll drink it either way, of course, there's no way she'd leave a thermos of coffee to go cold.]