[Noctis shrugs at being told he didn't have to as he lifts up the top pieces of bread on his halves and picks the lettuce and the tomatoes off, setting them aside in a neat pile. But he pauses to look up at her again at the thanks and manages a small smile in return.]
Mm.
[He means something like 'no problem' and 'you're welcome' but sometimes he speaks in a language of hums and looks and gestures more than words - perhaps because he has never been particularly eloquent with them.
And then the bread goes back on the now veggie-free sandwiches.]
no subject
Mm.
[He means something like 'no problem' and 'you're welcome' but sometimes he speaks in a language of hums and looks and gestures more than words - perhaps because he has never been particularly eloquent with them.
And then the bread goes back on the now veggie-free sandwiches.]
-- do you like tomatoes?
[Because if she does, she can have his.]