[There is no norm when it comes to them; and any norm there is is merely ceremony or maybe seasoning, a side note that heightens whatever absurd breakthroughs are happening in the main course. Breaks are the name of the game, after all, especially tonight: Subete keeps his little aloof smile but the spark in his eye brightens at the laughter all the same.]
Onsen tamago and cheese, mentaiko mayo.
[Something self-satisfied sneaks into his voice for a second even as he answers right away, like he's reading off a menu in front of him rather than a book. There's a brief click of his tongue but still something amused about it because they're still dying on some hill here.]
Mmhm. [noncommittal but also non-agreement] Now you must tell me about this windmill.
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Onsen tamago and cheese, mentaiko mayo.
[Something self-satisfied sneaks into his voice for a second even as he answers right away, like he's reading off a menu in front of him rather than a book. There's a brief click of his tongue but still something amused about it because they're still dying on some hill here.]
Mmhm. [noncommittal but also non-agreement] Now you must tell me about this windmill.