Ryoko glanced over at the other patient with a little smile as she seated herself and set down her tray. Which was laden with so much food it was rather mindboggling, how she managed to fit so much on such a limited surface area.
...In her defense, she hadn't eaten breakfast. And, additionally, this was her first time being human. How was she supposed to know her newly-acquired internal organ systems would be so demanding? Of course she'd observed the dining mannerisms of her classmates at North High. But seeing was one thing. Living humanity out was quite another.
Normally, she'd try to engage the man sitting next to her in some polite conversation, and dig around for some more manageable data about this place. Normally, she'd try to remember why exactly her memories of the last few hours were so annoyingly vague--she was certain she hadn't been sedated in the chaos of the breakfast riot--and what exactly had Kyon said in response to her question again?
But right now, she took a first delicate bite of her cole slaw. It was a bit like the beginning of a landslide, when that obligatory lone pebble began bouncing down the slope. The avalanche quickly followed, and Ryoko began wolfing down her dinner at a speed unknown to man.
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"Ah--hello."
Ryoko glanced over at the other patient with a little smile as she seated herself and set down her tray. Which was laden with so much food it was rather mindboggling, how she managed to fit so much on such a limited surface area.
...In her defense, she hadn't eaten breakfast. And, additionally, this was her first time being human. How was she supposed to know her newly-acquired internal organ systems would be so demanding? Of course she'd observed the dining mannerisms of her classmates at North High. But seeing was one thing. Living humanity out was quite another.
Normally, she'd try to engage the man sitting next to her in some polite conversation, and dig around for some more manageable data about this place. Normally, she'd try to remember why exactly her memories of the last few hours were so annoyingly vague--she was certain she hadn't been sedated in the chaos of the breakfast riot--and what exactly had Kyon said in response to her question again?
But right now, she took a first delicate bite of her cole slaw. It was a bit like the beginning of a landslide, when that obligatory lone pebble began bouncing down the slope. The avalanche quickly followed, and Ryoko began wolfing down her dinner at a speed unknown to man.