Gren offered to make her more food, and when he mentioned that he did not mind the presence of her team, Sangue blinked to herself. Eating food from a cook who did not disappoint with the tastes of his meals sounded nice, considering that the Faunus was nice to top it off. She felt like she should give him something for the food he let her eat.
...Should I... pay him...? Sangue wondered suddenly, glancing between the alluring kebab skewers and Gren.
The light tone behind his words let her conclude that she did not need to. She only had a few Lien on her at the moment, almost all of it being placed under the pillow of her bed.
Soon, she and Gren were not the only ones by the grill. The first incoming figure did not resemble Shiro, but rather, a dark-haired and sneaky feline failing to resist the presence of a grill. Sangue stared at the Faunus who managed to catch her attention with her straightforward, yet captivating entrance.
And soon, another cat Faunus joined in! This time, she remembered the twin-tailed girl who seemed to know the person known as "Skyra."
Her name was... Emerald.
She was a gem both figuratively and in terms of nomenclature.
Sangue watched the girls and Gren interact, noticing how they seemed to know each other well. And as she did so, her expression softened. Another Faunus, who had a very warm, coffee-like color to her, wandered to the grill and asked if they could tell her their birthdays.
Her birthday... Now that she thought about it, from what she gathered in her home, she was born in a winter night. Apep eventually clarified to her that after reading through some journals left in the house, she was born very closely to a holiday.
She never celebrated her birthday with others before. She only ever celebrated Christmas, and never mentioned that her birthday was somewhere around the month after.
Just when the word
"January" quietly left her mouth, however, the loud sound of a... stoppable object crashing against an unmoving object erupted at the grill.
She tensed up when Shiro literally crashed into the Faunus in charge of the BBQ. Surprised and also concerned as to how hard Shiro crashed against the armor, Sangue wondered if she should approach him and ask if he was alright.
After waiting a moment, Sangue found Shiro to still be lying down on the ground.
...Quietly walking over to his direction, the redhead leaned forward as she lowered her body. Looming over the bottom of his vision, she lent a helping hand- her only one- to him without a word. It was clear through her movements that she was unsure if Shiro, who literally crashed and slid off of Gren's armor, would feel okay enough to get up on his own.
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