[ Wait, that makes it a novel thing. And meaningful, to boot. Maruki looks up from inspecting the stew to catch Eren's eye, plainly delighted suddenly. ]
Is it really? How did you come about that? It must be a comfort to see again...
[ Because even if it doesn't taste good compared to what they have here, it's still home.
Maruki isn't prissy, really. He knows he probably comes across that way to fellow dreamers used to realities farther in the past than his own, but it isn't that. He doesn't daydream about double point day at Triple 7 or functional public transportation or splurging on tempura udon because he's stuck up. He just misses home, deep into his bones.
So he picks up a fork, unsteady in his left hand, and jabs at the tough meat and dry potatoes. No hesitation, and not much of a face pulled when he tries it. If he puts himself in the shoes of a story from Eren's reality, it stands to reason that a feast like this would be completely enjoyable. ]
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[ Wait, that makes it a novel thing. And meaningful, to boot. Maruki looks up from inspecting the stew to catch Eren's eye, plainly delighted suddenly. ]
Is it really? How did you come about that? It must be a comfort to see again...
[ Because even if it doesn't taste good compared to what they have here, it's still home.
Maruki isn't prissy, really. He knows he probably comes across that way to fellow dreamers used to realities farther in the past than his own, but it isn't that. He doesn't daydream about double point day at Triple 7 or functional public transportation or splurging on tempura udon because he's stuck up. He just misses home, deep into his bones.
So he picks up a fork, unsteady in his left hand, and jabs at the tough meat and dry potatoes. No hesitation, and not much of a face pulled when he tries it. If he puts himself in the shoes of a story from Eren's reality, it stands to reason that a feast like this would be completely enjoyable. ]