They're not that hard to clean. [There's a shrug. Yup. That sure is the reason he hasn't put on a lot of weight since showing up. If he notices the shift in her demeanor he doesn't say so, instead meeting her eyes with a somewhat curious look.] Uh, no? Not exactly. I've never really thought about it.
[It's probably a good thing that he's not easily grossed out (and that his tolerance for pretty much everything has grown since being here.) He doesn't seem to think anything of it, nor does he actually realize what Merida's puzzling out for herself. He has a lot of people looking out for him, but at the same time his survival skills are pretty much absolute shit. He's figuring it out, but it's a slow process.
He grins when she moves, seemingly knowing what she's thinking. She's not the first to think that a place like home was impossible and sometimes when he was really self-aware Hiro realized how much of San Fransokyo he'd taken for granted. How often he took Aunt Cass and Tadashi for granted, too, and it bums him out (thus he doesn't think on it too often.)]
San Fransokyo's not even as big as some of the other cities in our world. We only have like a couple of hundred thousand people...there're places like New York that have over eight million people living there. That's just America, too. Tokyo's home to...probably between fifteen and twenty million people by now. I've never been though. Tadashi and I were just looking up the statistics when we were planning on going someday.
[...someday. There's a slow halt to his movements as he seemingly gets stuck on that thought but it's easier these days to pull himself out and continue on like nothing happened.]
Grocery stores are basically just shops like...you've seen the stalls and open markets that are around here, right? The trading posts and everything? It's like that, but it's one big building that has everything instead of having to go to different places. There're a lot of different kinds, too. [And then, said around the bite of crust in his mouth--] Maybe that's what I don't really like about this place. There aren't a huge variety of choices. [Swallowing, he blinks in surprise at the offer.] ...you sure? I mean I know how to roast marshmallows and fish is pretty easy to cook over flames but. [But the rest is a mystery to him. And if he's going to go back out on his own? It wouldn't hurt.] That's not a bad idea.
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[It's probably a good thing that he's not easily grossed out (and that his tolerance for pretty much everything has grown since being here.) He doesn't seem to think anything of it, nor does he actually realize what Merida's puzzling out for herself. He has a lot of people looking out for him, but at the same time his survival skills are pretty much absolute shit. He's figuring it out, but it's a slow process.
He grins when she moves, seemingly knowing what she's thinking. She's not the first to think that a place like home was impossible and sometimes when he was really self-aware Hiro realized how much of San Fransokyo he'd taken for granted. How often he took Aunt Cass and Tadashi for granted, too, and it bums him out (thus he doesn't think on it too often.)]
San Fransokyo's not even as big as some of the other cities in our world. We only have like a couple of hundred thousand people...there're places like New York that have over eight million people living there. That's just America, too. Tokyo's home to...probably between fifteen and twenty million people by now. I've never been though. Tadashi and I were just looking up the statistics when we were planning on going someday.
[...someday. There's a slow halt to his movements as he seemingly gets stuck on that thought but it's easier these days to pull himself out and continue on like nothing happened.]
Grocery stores are basically just shops like...you've seen the stalls and open markets that are around here, right? The trading posts and everything? It's like that, but it's one big building that has everything instead of having to go to different places. There're a lot of different kinds, too. [And then, said around the bite of crust in his mouth--] Maybe that's what I don't really like about this place. There aren't a huge variety of choices. [Swallowing, he blinks in surprise at the offer.] ...you sure? I mean I know how to roast marshmallows and fish is pretty easy to cook over flames but. [But the rest is a mystery to him. And if he's going to go back out on his own? It wouldn't hurt.] That's not a bad idea.