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[billionboy]

OH, SHIT, CAESAR-- [ The voice sounds panicked since he is accesses the telepathy first to get obviously Caesar's attention before -- ] FUCK -- shit -- rocks! Ah! That hur-- ow! How long is -- goddamn hill! Ack! Ow-ow-ow-- shitfuckass!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...Oof.

[ Long pause, muffled. ] I tripped.

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[songbird_slayer]

[Tomato, cheese, pasta, some spices... oh!]

That reminds me of food from a city I know, Limsa Lominsa! They incorporate a lot of seafood as they live right on the water, but much of what they cook involves warm, savory flavors just so with just that kiss of elegance! My, my, Okuyasu darling, you must have a refined palate.

Do you cook?

[billionboy]

Yeah, yeah. When I eat Italian food, I feel ... It is so good. It warms everything inside of ya. It has that kind of comforting feeling like the kind you would get spending an entire day out with friends! That kind of feeling but in a bite!

[ Ha-ha! ] Thank you! I am grateful to Tonio for showing me it. Even a hardcore punk like myself can appreciate such food.

And I do. But nothing so fancy!

[songbird_slayer]

[Your voice screams 'hardcore punk'. Jeez, she really did find this world's Ronnie, didn't she? At least there was a comfort in that constant.]

Goodness, I bet this Tonio adored you as a guest! There's nothing more a pleasure to a culinarian than a glowing review with such passion. Perhaps I should have you review my cooking sometime...

[billionboy]

He was a real good guy! [ Another cheerful laugh. ]

Really? Ya'd actually cook for me? Well, yer just sayin' maybe... but I wouldn't mind. Who would turn down free food? But also a lady with such a nice voice and involved in lots of uh, soft things has to have like a soft flavor to her cooking. I think! So that'd be nice to see!

[songbird_slayer]

Something you'll learn of the women of my kind is that we're just as happy to offer a punch to the face in greeting as a meat bun to a new friend or comrade. Sometimes both!

Consider it a xaela handshake.

[billionboy]

Ya punch then ya feed 'em, then?

[songbird_slayer]

Well. I mean, if that's what churns your butter...

[billionboy]

No! My butter, uh, don't churn from being punched. Even by pretty girls!

[songbird_slayer]

[A positively delighted laugh. Oh, you're fun.]

Fair enough! Just the food, then. When we find a place that lets me get my hands on some ingredients, I'll feed you as a 'nice to meet you'.

[billionboy]

That's really nice! Really nice! I'll be sure to give a good review. No, great review! But is there anything else I can do?

[songbird_slayer]

I come with no strings, only the realization that I arrive to this particular world among a sea of strangers and offer my hand in friendship.

If you'll have me, of course.

[billionboy]

Is that so?

Of course! Only real scum would turn down someone's wish to be friends in this situation!

[songbird_slayer]

Your enthusiasm, even in the face of so many bruises and a spill along the hills, is simply contagious! Thank you. You're a good egg, Okuyasu.

[billionboy]

Like I said, only real trash and scum would turn down a lady's kind request for friendship! Regardless of the situation!

You're welcome... and thank you.