[Casey makes a soft hum at the brushing, closing his eyes as his hair is straightened up again. It feels kind of nice to be fussed over. It's true that Rue had done it before today, plenty of times, but something about it feels different now.]
Mm... I am a little hungry now. [A lot hungry, technically, now that he's several hours past the usual breakfast, but it's a feeling he's so used to that he hardly notices. (At least here the feeling in this world is pretty rare.) Now that he's untangled, he stretches his legs out and swings them off the edge of the couch to wake them up.] What'd you decide on? Did you make quiche?
[He tries to temper the hope in his tone- he'd like to try it, but no pressure on Rue if the answer happened to be no...]
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Mm... I am a little hungry now. [A lot hungry, technically, now that he's several hours past the usual breakfast, but it's a feeling he's so used to that he hardly notices. (At least here the feeling in this world is pretty rare.) Now that he's untangled, he stretches his legs out and swings them off the edge of the couch to wake them up.] What'd you decide on? Did you make quiche?
[He tries to temper the hope in his tone- he'd like to try it, but no pressure on Rue if the answer happened to be no...]