hilda has experienced plenty of blood and guts in her life—she's seen to it personally that some men are cleaved in two on a battlefield—but in a fight, it's different. it's something you expect and grow used to.
you don't open a door and expect to see that. alex's visceral reaction is still coursing through her as they come back to reality, making her heart beat quick and her skin a little pale, her voice spilling out quickly. ]
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And, well. Yes? This is like a payment—- I wouldn’t be setting the price if this was to do with money.
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[ If she gets her pick—and she will not argue much about getting to choose—what is just enough effort that she'd never make it herself... ]
What about a pie? Either savory or sweet. It'd be more than enough for us to share, too!
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There's probably enough stuff to do that, sure. We don't have knives though, so I might have to use premade pastry.
[ it will still taste good though. ]
... If we do sweet then we'd probably have more choice of the filling. What's your favourite fruit?
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I bet noa fruit would be great, but I haven't seen any.
[ a shame, really! they'll have to settle for something more pedestrian. ]
How about these— [ hilda is going to reach for some peaches when a convenient bubble forms, popping against her fingertips. ]
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[ she's about to ask what a noa fruit is, while they go about collecting peaches for this pie and then--
well. enjoy the memory, hilda. it's fine, really. it's fine. ]
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hilda has experienced plenty of blood and guts in her life—she's seen to it personally that some men are cleaved in two on a battlefield—but in a fight, it's different. it's something you expect and grow used to.
you don't open a door and expect to see that. alex's visceral reaction is still coursing through her as they come back to reality, making her heart beat quick and her skin a little pale, her voice spilling out quickly. ]
Alex... oh, that's so awful! What happened!?
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... I'm not sure I could tell you myself. I didn't get the chance to see anyone before I came here, after this.
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[ what a cliffhanger to leave off on. she frowns deeply. ]
Either way, I'm sorry—what a terrible moment to relive.
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[ she's got a peach in her hands and is turning it over thoughtfully. ]
Is that a good or a bad thing?