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I was thinking of something far simpler, like dinner, but suit yourself.

!

you want to bring me dinner?

I did, but if you'd rather have a coffin, far be it from me to deny you your last wish.

I'm hungry :(

Ah, how quickly one's tune changes when food is an option.

Give me about 30 minutes?

take your time i'll just be here

dying and also hungry

And dramatic. Don't forget dramatic.

[ But X'rhun is out the door soon after he sends his text, and away to a local restaurant he favors for some hearty soup and bread to go for his poor sick not!granddaughter.

Knock knock Hana. ]

[ Before Hana gets to the door, X'rhun may hear little pitter-patter sounds of paws approaching and sniffing at the door. Then more human-sounding footsteps as Hana's voice can be heard saying "sit there, Pacchan" from the other side. When she finally opens it, she's not at all at her usual level of energy or even put-togetherness, and understandably so. Her hair is loosely braided over her shoulder and instead of makeup, she wears a disposable medical mask on her face, over her nose and mouth.

Also unusual is the presence of a shiba inu at her feet, sitting obediently with her tail wagging in anticipation for meeting a new friend. Hana has told X'rhun about how she adopted a dog during last year's festival, but schedule and timing hadn't allowed her a chance to introduce her new pet to her not!grandfather until now - though she wishes she wasn't sick for it.

With her free hand, she waves, and her voice stays muffled behind the mask. ]

Hiya, gramps. Thanks for coming over.

[ Hana looks a sorry sight, the poor thing, but he supposes at least it's only a cold and not the same self crisis she had been facing for nearly a month. ]

How could I not, when you make everything seem so dire?

[ Ah, but the dog does not escape his notice, and he bends to extend his free hand towards the animal. ]

Hello there, little one.

[ Here's hoping Pacchan is cool with cats. ]

[ Pacchan, thankfully, is quite okay with cats. In fact, when she approaches X'rhun she does so slowly, and tentatively sniffs the red mage's hand. ]

Be nice, Pacchan. This is X'rhun. He's gramps, okay?

[ And then at that, Pacchan pushes her cold, wet nose against X'rhun's hand and then bumps her head into his palm, her own way of asking for pets.

Hana, meanwhile, sneezed into her mask. ]

Hey, close the door behind you? I gotta go die over there.

[ is what she says, though really she's just walking over to a nearby table to grab a tissue and turning away from where X'rhun is so she can pull her mask down and blow her nose. It's all very miserable. ]

[ X’rhun has never seen a shiba in person before— back home, the dogs are native to Hingashi if he recalls correctly— but he’s instantly charmed by the way Pacchan butts up against his hand. He gladly scratches her behind the ears.

Ah, but pets are soon over thanks to Hana’s sneezing, and her remark. ]

You poor dear.

[ He shuts the door as asked and steps further into the house, offering up the bag in his hand. ]

I brought soup. Well, stew, more like. Hopefully it will stave off death for a short while.

[ Pacchan follows X'rhun further in, wondering if more pets will be had. Hana makes sure to pull her mask back up before she turns and takes the bag up from him, giving an appreciative little bow as she does so, too. ]

If I weren't sick, I'd totally give you a hug. You're such a lifesaver, gramps.

[ She pads on over to the kitchen area and takes her seat down at the table there, setting the bag down and extricating the container of stew from within. ]

Where's this from?

If it's all the same, I'd rather not catch whatever death plague you have. I'll write you an IOU for the hug.

[ He wanders into the kitchen area, and as Hana busies herself with the stew, he crouches to give Pacchan more pets. His own tail seems to wave in amusement as the dog's tail wags happily. ]

There's a little restaurant near the communal housing that I've become fond of. Family owned, I believe. Their food reminds me of home.

[ She flashes him a victory sign with her fingers as she pulls the spoon out from the bag, opens the container and starts stirring the stew to help cool it. ]

Don't worry, I'm making extra sure you don't catch this!

[ ... she probably has to pull her mask down so she can actually eat this stew, so she does that as she casts a quick glance over to X'rhun and Pacchan to make sure her dog isn't being a bother. When she sees their tails wagging almost in sync, she stifles a laugh. ]

Oh my god. Your tails are moving together! How cute!

[ Forget this soup, Hana immediately pulls her phone out to take a little video. ]

[ He can practically hear her take out her phone just by the tone of her voice. His ears swivel pointedly in her direction, though his eyes don't leave the dog. Neither does his tail stop wagging. ]

There had best not be a camera pointed at me, Hana Song.

[ There is definitely a camera pointed at him and she's not even trying to hide it. ]

Uhhh, nope, I was just texting my friend!

You're a terrible liar.

[ But does he stop petting the dog? Sure doesn't. ]

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