~eyeing the garments, then her as though he's looking for the punchline of some stupid joke be missed.

"...you want my opinion...on a dress." Again it's more of a statement that a question.

He gives it a moment, regarding carefully before he sighs and turns his head.

"...what's the banquet for?"

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• New to verse and character
• As of this post, I am now caught up with most recent main story quests
• University student and full time worker so time may be limited or sporadic
• ADHD supreme so sometimes I lose track of things.

~Blade's stomach churn uncomfortably from hunger, cautiously relenting and reaching for the chopsticks he'd been left, unwilling to relax enough to sit down just yet.

".....you don't need to stand at my back while I eat. Watching me is uncomfortable enough."

~studying, waiting, almost like he were expecting this to be some sort of trap to make him lower his guard. It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to take advantage of his momentary distraction, and Dan Heng has every reason to see him as his enemy even now.

The scent of the food makes~

~growling out a simple reply as he eases away from the wall.

"....fine."

~walk away, find a quiet spot away from them all to recoup and pretend none of this is happening, he knows he's like an animal in a cage with a tight leash wrapped round his neck.

Perhaps even tighter than Kafka's...

Begrudgingly, Blade shifts, slow and careful as he keeps his gaze on Dan Heng,~

~on me? Is this some... strange form of taking a measure of control from me?"

~room for the night and less likely to cross his path until the morning.

~He bites his tongue, rooting himself stubbornly in place as though he can outlast Dan Heng's unwavering patience.

"...I'm not... hungry. I don't know how to make myself any more clear."

What he WANTS to do is leave so he can come back for food LATER when Dan Heng is most likely secured in his~

~goes as far as abiding by the rules laid out before me.

....as I recall, eating in your presence was not among those rules provided to me." He scoffs, looking off. "...I am not hungry. Your insistence will not change that."