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[ Shifts is weight and smiles when he sees him: ]

Good choice. Has anyone told him yet that they're not haunted? Pretty sure most of Disorder has looked at theirs - no ghosts.

[ Said offhandedly, sheepishly as if to momentarily distract from the way he feels Gingham glancing at him. ]

Thanks. I thought - it's a special occasion, right?

Honestly, I'm not sure whether he'll believe it until he sees it.

[smiles before reaching for his hand]

Yeah. Soooo... What's on the menu for dinner and are you sure I can't help?

[ Squeezes his hand and gives a laugh. ]

This is supposed to be about making sure you have a great night, not having to shamefully take you back to Sun Sign after you manage to chop off a finger.

[ It's a joke. ]

You're not opposed to chicken, are you?

[laughs in turn]

I'll have you know I am perfectly capable of cutting food without grievous bodily harm!

[shaking his head, though]

Chicken sounds great.

Next date, then, dinner's all on you.

[ He may or may not have said that with a touch of mischief, like it's almost a challenge to see if Gingham will. But he gently pulls him by the hand away from Sun Sign's door before inquiring: ]

Do you want to eat in my room or maybe upstairs and then come down?

Ooh... Challenge accepted.

[tilting his head in thought as he goes along]

Either works for me - do you have a preference?

If you get help, that's cheating.

[ He's just making up rules now. Breathing out a laugh, ]

I was hoping you'd say upstairs, so we're going upstairs. It seemed like a pretty nice day for dinner on the deck.

I would never! Buuuuut just to make sure, how exactly are we defining help?

Upstairs it is. Is there a place to make it up there, or are we heading to your cabin first?

We're defining help as if anyone else helps you then you lost. Internet recipes are okay.

[ He'd sound more cheeky if he didn't immediately look shyly away. ]

It's already made and waiting.

[ he planned this and hoped!!! they'd go upstairs otherwise it'd be more awkward, ]

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Okay. I will attempt to keep any food poisoning at a minimum.

[pauses, then grins]

Aw... Well, then, we can hurry so it doesn't get cold. Or stolen by seagulls.

I'll be really brave about my future stomachache.

[ ... the face of someone who did not entirely think about seagulls. ]

If the seagulls got to it we're just eating ramen.

[ By the grace of the dice lords the seagulls do not get to it (17) and the plates are still covered when they get upstairs. Look, he may have stolen a table and some chairs from the lounge and brought them up there for a seaview. The tablecloth has decided to come up but other than a quick straightening out of it -]

[ Picture perfect meal!! So he'll let go over Gingham's hand to uncover the plates of: marry me chicken, garlic parmesean mashed potatoes, and roasted greenbeans. It doesn't look bad!! It looks very good except he seems to be realizing something with a groan - ]

- I forgot drinks.

Ramen is good! I like ramen.

[but as they make it up there and he opens the plate]

—But not as much as this. You are not allowed to feel bad about forgetting drinks, this looks great. Seriously. How long did it take you?

You mean the ramen that's been on the menu for over two weeks? Pass.

[ looking sheepish, shrugging again. ]

Not as long as you'd think given I've had a couple weeks of getting used to making food for six people.

Well, regardless of how long it took - I bet it's delicious.

[taking a seat]

And if it's not, don't say anything.

[ He jokes and takes his own seat. At least he's starting to look a little less sheepish. ]

Did you manage to make any wishes come true yesterday?

My lips are sealed.

Maybe one or two. How about you?

[ scrunches his face up in thought ]

Nah, don't think so.

[ but he doesn't seem that bothered when he takes a bite ] It was just nice to have a day without something weird happening? Not that the strings weren't weird, but they beat nightmare mermaids and vision ladies appearing.

[ -probably shouldn't have said the last part ]

[tilts his head]

Wait - someone from your visions is here? Who?

[ wincing slightly ]

Just this lady. She's appeared in most of them? Well, I don't know about the newest one yet... but if it's more stuff about the Witches Road then probably.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing? I mean, what's she like?

[ He hesitates. It'd be really easy to lie. He's always lied about things being fine, but this is Gingham. He's been trying not to lie - especially after the nightmare. He makes a face. ]

I don't know.

[ He settles on after a moment, waving a hand. ]

I mean - if they're just visions that don't mean anything - whoever she is there isn't who she is here, right?

[ Except he doesn't think they're meaningless. ]

I mean - probably, yeah, but would it be a really bad thing if she was similar...? I mean, did she do something wrong in any of your visions?

Not sure I can judge whatever she might have done when I'm pretty sure the kid in my visions has done bad things, too.

Okay, so that's not a no...

[ he should lie??? he should Lie. god damn his desire not to lie to gingham. and also dice rolls of 19, ]

It's complicated.

And before you freak out, I already told Forte. I showed him one of my visions... but I'm kind of almost positive she's like some serial killer.

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