[Day 16, Evening] Dinner for Three

[the_great_sage]

Murata hums absently as he lays out plates and cutlery for himself and Alarik at the small table in their room. He's hardly spoken to the blond in the past day or two; unusual considering they've been under the same roof and sharing the same bed. Either it is strange coincidence or his lover is avoiding him...and Murata stopped believing in

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[the_great_sage]

He looks up from his table arranging, a smile breaking over his face at the sight of Alford.

"Hello, Alford," he replies, equally cheery. He glances back at the table at the human's apology. "This? Oh, that's alright, you haven't interrupted anything. I am merely ensuring that a certain stubborn Shinou remembers to at least eat once a day." The indulgent smile he has for Alarik turns thoughtful for a moment, and he cocks his head to the side, considering Alford.

"Would you like to join us for dinner? I think you and he got off to a bad start, so it might be a good chance to try again. It won't be any trouble at all to add a third setting." Murata looks at Alford, his expression open and hopeful. For some reason he's in a really good mood today, a state he hasn't been completely in for several days. Perhaps because for once, disaster of any kind has not struck. Well, at least not any that he knows about.

[shinou_heika]

He has chosen not to give answer to the impudent suggestion that he has forgotten to eat, and his expression flickers to one of deeper annoyance when his stomach makes noise in response to the suggestion of food. There are, he must admit, several advantages to being clothed in flesh once more, but the irritations sometimes seem to eclipse them