It's... unique. That's what's so nice about it, [ she agrees, voice quieted after the mention of the others.
Which is funny, really, because even though she knows intellectually that there are other, less odd flavors of ice cream, she hardly has room to pass judgement on them when she's never even tasted them. But that's not what has her shoulders rising, melancholy eyes lingering on the in-progress foodstuff. ]
… I think it's important, too.
[ To try to make sea salt ice cream, even though they're the only two left. Naminé is not quite so likely to falter under the pressure of being alone - for she has been already, hasn't she, for so long? But it still weighs on her, how their group has thinned, how she can no longer see those familiar faces. Just for a second, her eyes squeeze shut - and then she opens them again, head raising. ]
So... what can I help with?
[ Better, she thinks, that they keep busy indeed. For both their sakes. ]
[ action ]
Which is funny, really, because even though she knows intellectually that there are other, less odd flavors of ice cream, she hardly has room to pass judgement on them when she's never even tasted them. But that's not what has her shoulders rising, melancholy eyes lingering on the in-progress foodstuff. ]
… I think it's important, too.
[ To try to make sea salt ice cream, even though they're the only two left. Naminé is not quite so likely to falter under the pressure of being alone - for she has been already, hasn't she, for so long? But it still weighs on her, how their group has thinned, how she can no longer see those familiar faces. Just for a second, her eyes squeeze shut - and then she opens them again, head raising. ]
So... what can I help with?
[ Better, she thinks, that they keep busy indeed. For both their sakes. ]