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[At first, there is no sound; there is only the image of Xanth's forearm. Lines of letters curl around his fingers, twist around his hand, and spiral onto his arm. The ink, jet black, is stark against his pale skin.]

Th-this-- it means I-I've been-- t-too quiet, right? I-It... it wants me to-- t-to say... s-something.

[It's been a while since he's checked in, made sure people knew he hadn't vanished, but there is nothing to say.

The feed remains set on Xanth's arm.]

I'm... o-okay. I'm s--still here.

A-Are... are you guys... o-okay, too?

[He heard that crack some days ago. No one has called for help on the journals, so no one was hurt in the expedition that came after, and no one had been hurt during the initial bang.

Or so he hopes.]

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[Kairi hesitates. She doesn't need to try it. She already knows she'll like the dish even if it isn't as good as home, and she'd just been kidding.

But it would be rude to say now.]

Heh, okay.

[She takes the fork and nibbles at the end, swallows and then grins.]

You win.

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[Xanth smiles, satisfied, then reaches up to take the fork back.]

S-So you'll-- y-you'll make this a-again? I-If I... a-ask?

[Don't worry. He'd never inconvenience you with making him food. Just... if he ever stops feeling like making food for himself again, he knows who to call.]

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Sure!

Well, not all the time.

[Cooking is not one of Kairi's favourite hobbies. She's discovered that unless she's with friends and they're having fun, she doesn't actually like being stuck in a kitchen.]

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W-Well, no, I-I mean. I-- I can't-- e-eat spicy fish a-all the time.

[His tastebuds would die! Some spice is good here and there, but the burnination! Xanth is no Trogdor.]

[Commentlog] I HAVE NO APPROPRIATELY CRACKY RESPONSE ;A;

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Oh?

[Kairi could, and happily.

Well, no...]

Heh, I'd miss the smoothies.

[Commentlog] IT'S OKAY, IT JUST SPRUNG UP ON ME

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Y-Yeah, me-- m-me too. A-And the, uh... e--everything else.

[Then he digs back into his fish. His appetite is picking back up!]