catch-all: daamn daaniel.

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[sometimes... you ask for a shovel and the only one in the setting is super rotten. rip in fucking pieces.

she examines the hole, shuffling a little bit nervously.]

Yeah... Um, maybe. Do you think it's deep enough that it won't attract the rats? If they think there's food inside...

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[ Flicking dirt off his hands... ]

As long as the dirt is packed firmly enough on top that the scent of anything like food doesn't seep past, it should be fine.

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If you have those flower crowns still, they smell pretty strong. Strong odors can help keep them away too.

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Oh. That's a good idea. I think I remember where I left mine...

[she trails off, quietly watching him flick dirt off his hands.

then, after a beat:]

Thank you. You should go wash your hands now.

[recession]

Guessing you don't want me around to watch the rest.

That's fine. I do want a wash.

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Maybe cover it up with rocks from near the riverside if you want the extra-added security, but careful of leeches around there.

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[she doesn't say anything to the first half, but it seems he hit the nail on the head judging by her expression.]

Right. I'll be careful, since it's not like I can pour salt on them.

[recession]

I'm sure a salt covering would work in a way too, if you could find that much.

But we'd probably rather use them on our meager food offerings, so you'd have to share.

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Alright then, I'll go. I expect I'll end up seeing you again before long anyway, this place... let's have another talk at another time, Miss Mitaka.

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I'm not going to waste whatever little spices we can find on leeches...

[the leeches deserve to get salted but their tastebuds don't deserve to suffer like this.

anyway, she just. nods and awkwardly shuffles in place, waiting for him to go. i am so sorry for the world's shortest thread.]

Right. Um, I'll see you later.

[and then they were roommates.]