Jeremy'd never really had chinese food before, so he just insisted that he'd get the same thing Rena was getting. When she left on her very short quest for the foodstuffs, Jeremy laid down on the couch and replayed the earlier scenes over and over in his head. Maybe it was just dumb luck that he met Rena; funnily enough, it was his carelessness that led him to meet her, yet it was her carelessness that seemed to bring them closer together. There were a lot of "If's" in Jeremy's life. Neither his safety nor his friendships were guaranteed; any acquaintance could easily be a purist, but he always felt this strange sort of safety around Rena, especially now that she'd seen him for what he truly was.
It was odd. The estranged Jeremy, who used to be accused of doing shady things due to his reluctance to talk to people, had someone who was like a rock to him. Aggravating and intrusive at first? Maybe, but now that she taught him to "fend for himself," so to speak, he couldn't help but respect and envy Rena's carefree attitude. She was a true friend through and through, and Jeremy vowed to himself to keep her safe.
Rena returned with their food shortly after, and the two of them sat at the coffee table telling the same usual jokes they'd grown so fond of. Glitches in Bethesda games, dumb gaming memes, the like. She offered him some chopsticks to eat his food with, but he surprisingly declined. How people grabbed so many grains of tiny rice with two sticks was beyond his understanding, so he just opted for a fork instead. The food was cheap, but hey, you get what you pay for, and it wasn't necessarily bad either. He didn't complain.
After a period of silence though, something slipped from Rena's mouth. The confused introvert raised an eyebrow at her... Was she thinking about some other guy or something, worrying if she was the right type of girl for them? A ridiculous thought for sure, but the thought still hurt somehow. Why? He already accepted she was way out of his league for him to even consider, so... why? The thoughts lasted for a few seconds until Rena looked at him nervously.
Ah, uh... yeah... What kind of girls do you like?
Oh. So it was directed at him.
"Wh-" he spat out confusedly, scratching his head. He was so sure it wasn't even about him that the question caught him off guard, and he got quite flustered. "I, uh... never really thought about it that much," he answered. It was the truth, really, since there wasn't much for him to think about. Jeremy's interaction with the opposite sex was limited to simply Rena. He didn't really have enough information to form an elegant answer. That didn't stop him from giving one at all, though. "I've never really been around girls as much as I have with you, so I dunno what my preference is..."
Meh. At least he was honest.