[She looks at the sword and doesn't even bother with even a cursory attempt at being offended. Honestly she might have been more concerned if he hadn't had it with him.
...Briefly she wonders what it says about her that she's come to accept things like this as 'normal.'
And look, at least it's not the normal hotpants and weird thigh belt get-up. This is at least semi-normal.] Yeah, somehow... [She looks at the omurice on the plate with a mildly accusatory look, like its the food's fault] I didn't really think and next thing I knew I'd made it anyhow. It'd be a waste otherwise, so I might as well have brought it over.
[She looks up and down the hallway, shifting her weight a little uncomfortably, and then looks to him expectantly. IT'S A LITTLE CONSPICUOUS TO JUST STAND AROUND OUT HERE LIKE THIS, LET HER IN ALREADY...]
this is totally normal
...Briefly she wonders what it says about her that she's come to accept things like this as 'normal.'
And look, at least it's not the normal hotpants and weird thigh belt get-up. This is at least semi-normal.] Yeah, somehow... [She looks at the omurice on the plate with a mildly accusatory look, like its the food's fault] I didn't really think and next thing I knew I'd made it anyhow. It'd be a waste otherwise, so I might as well have brought it over.
[She looks up and down the hallway, shifting her weight a little uncomfortably, and then looks to him expectantly. IT'S A LITTLE CONSPICUOUS TO JUST STAND AROUND OUT HERE LIKE THIS, LET HER IN ALREADY...]