( her attention cuts away to her father, her decorative mask facing him, which left very little room for him to read her expression. but maybe that's the entire point to why she is still wearing it. maybe she isn't in the mood for another deep talk over how she's coping with the recent betrayals she's experiencing. nevertheless, his daughter cocks her head to one side at his instructions, then returns her focus to the fridge -- peeking over to that bottom shelf of the cooler. there are indeed leftovers, and she tugs out the wrapped plate. jinx inspects the meal thoroughly and then smiles warmly behind her masquerade.
sure, it's expected for a parent to leave food behind for their young, but living once in a world where food can be sometimes limited, it's... really touching for him to think of her well-being than his own. it never gets old. satisfied, she shuts the fridge door and makes her way to the machine (the foreign contraption called "the microwave") to heat up her dinner. the appliance sings to life when she presses a few sequences, and then it hums gently as it does its magic. his daughter hunches over to watch her meal spin inside, still so fascinated over how this machinery operates. of course, witnessing it in front of her makes a lot of sense now, but back home -- to come up with something like a box that would provide heat to warm chilled food never once crossed her mind. if only she could meet the person who created this invention, she'd loved to pick their brain apart. figuratively and probably literally. )
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sure, it's expected for a parent to leave food behind for their young, but living once in a world where food can be sometimes limited, it's... really touching for him to think of her well-being than his own. it never gets old. satisfied, she shuts the fridge door and makes her way to the machine (the foreign contraption called "the microwave") to heat up her dinner. the appliance sings to life when she presses a few sequences, and then it hums gently as it does its magic. his daughter hunches over to watch her meal spin inside, still so fascinated over how this machinery operates. of course, witnessing it in front of her makes a lot of sense now, but back home -- to come up with something like a box that would provide heat to warm chilled food never once crossed her mind. if only she could meet the person who created this invention, she'd loved to pick their brain apart. figuratively and probably literally. )