[ How can a waffle be both sweet and savoury? He doesn't understand it, even as he takes another bite of his square-shaped waffle and frowns thoughtfully.
Perhaps he knows the answer. She's sitting right in front of him. He'd been taught that Grisha were evil, that they were sharp and horrible and so violent. But Nina sits before him with a small smile on her face and looks so utterly human. She appeared so human at the whale huts when she was asleep and he'd woken, used to sleeping for short periods of time. She's like a waffle, both sweet and savoury. He doesn't know what to expect.
He didn't expect—or want, but maybe that's not true—her to choose him over people she knew.
Although Nina had plans to take him downstairs at the inn and feed him waffles, she'd looped her arm with his and tugged him out through the front door and took a sharp right. She'd spotted some of her friends and fellow soldiers from the Second Army and, without much warning, had fled.
He'd followed, wanting to keep pace with her even though he didn't know where he was going. Matthias wasn't sure if Nina knew where she was headed. But a few streets away and a sharp corner or two that's rendered him lost, they've found themselves on the ground floor of another inn, sitting in the dining area. He's tried to broach the subject a few times with his interpretation of finesse. Didn't she want to see them? Isn't that why she's here, to reunite with those she knows? He'd been anticipating her to leave him behind, despite her promises that his couldn't be over. Everything good has an ending. Every story concludes sometime.
But Matthias doesn't want this to be over. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
He licks his lips before he tears at his waffle and drops the bigger piece onto her plate. While he's hungry, he can order something else, something cheaper on the menu that's more his style.
He regards her with a soft expression. His voice is just as gentle. ]
We're not going back to that inn, are we?
[ It worries him slightly. Nina should be able to be free. He doesn't wish to be a ball and chain and drag her down. ]
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Date: 2023-06-17 11:14 am (UTC)Perhaps he knows the answer. She's sitting right in front of him. He'd been taught that Grisha were evil, that they were sharp and horrible and so violent. But Nina sits before him with a small smile on her face and looks so utterly human. She appeared so human at the whale huts when she was asleep and he'd woken, used to sleeping for short periods of time. She's like a waffle, both sweet and savoury. He doesn't know what to expect.
He didn't expect—or want, but maybe that's not true—her to choose him over people she knew.
Although Nina had plans to take him downstairs at the inn and feed him waffles, she'd looped her arm with his and tugged him out through the front door and took a sharp right. She'd spotted some of her friends and fellow soldiers from the Second Army and, without much warning, had fled.
He'd followed, wanting to keep pace with her even though he didn't know where he was going. Matthias wasn't sure if Nina knew where she was headed. But a few streets away and a sharp corner or two that's rendered him lost, they've found themselves on the ground floor of another inn, sitting in the dining area. He's tried to broach the subject a few times with his interpretation of finesse. Didn't she want to see them? Isn't that why she's here, to reunite with those she knows? He'd been anticipating her to leave him behind, despite her promises that his couldn't be over. Everything good has an ending. Every story concludes sometime.
But Matthias doesn't want this to be over. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
He licks his lips before he tears at his waffle and drops the bigger piece onto her plate. While he's hungry, he can order something else, something cheaper on the menu that's more his style.
He regards her with a soft expression. His voice is just as gentle. ]
We're not going back to that inn, are we?
[ It worries him slightly. Nina should be able to be free. He doesn't wish to be a ball and chain and drag her down. ]