[ she receives her bowl at the same time as he finishes, delicately settling herself onto a stool. The bowl itself is stacked impossibly high, but she doesn't seem daunted by its appearance, only parting her chopsticks with a decisive snap. It's calming, the familiar fragrance, and her gaze softens in response. ]
Your own are also fitting to lighten the spirit, Date Masamune.
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Your own are also fitting to lighten the spirit, Date Masamune.