I had to. My personal chef went missing. [She tries to keep it light, even as she skirts around the edge of that giant trauma.] A girl can't eat out all the time.
[She considers reaching out for his hand, but it's the kind of gesture that feels awkward and unnatural if you put any kind of thought into it. Her hand moves as though to do it anyway... then falls back. She doesn't know anything about the time he's been gone or how he's changed. She's afraid, somehow, that she'll overstep.]
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[She considers reaching out for his hand, but it's the kind of gesture that feels awkward and unnatural if you put any kind of thought into it. Her hand moves as though to do it anyway... then falls back. She doesn't know anything about the time he's been gone or how he's changed. She's afraid, somehow, that she'll overstep.]