[ if lumine hadn't decided to tell him about their newest lawn decoration, he definitely would've been going to her within the next hour. perhaps, he would've even thought she had enough time on her hands to set it up herself… but catching him just as he's about preparing to leave for the day, it only takes a few seconds for him to come to the door. ]
It's you. [ he opens his mouth again, presumably to add more to that to make it seem more than a vaguely accusatory greeting. one of these days, lee will learn (or care) how to make them normally (though, between lee and camu and yamato who'd been the sole conversationalist in their house being long gone that's doubtful), but his vision latches onto the newest addition to their properties before snapping back with a questioning stare, promptly discarding any thought of a pleasantry. ]
… What brings you this time?
[ at least, for his part, he doesn't actually sound immediately defensive… if anything, he's already resigned. lumine, did you steal a bulletin board from the school?? ]
[ whether it's fortunate or not, camu hasn't seen the bulletin board yet. hence, there's no possibility of affront on his end (yet). instead, he focuses on the sounds of voices at the door. normally, he wasn't one to concern himself to whoever lee speaks to and for whatever purpose that fulfills.
but, he can't deny the voice on the other end is a familiar one. it isn't that he finds himself particularly curious, nor does he have any single speck of a desire to be hospitable or open, and yet he's still peeking his head out from the other room. do they have rooms, idk...
regardless, he stares all for but a moment before responding in tune: ] What's with all the noise?
[ does she look fazed by the way she's greeted by lee? not at all. in fact, lumine's getting used to the unintended (???) rudeness from her neighbors, deciding that they're not at all different from some of the people she's met so far. if anything, she's met worse.
and she's about to answer his question and maybe address where his eyes landed just beyond her shoulder when the subject of her concern and unintended (???) joke speaks up. right. she didn't take camu being home into account ... then again, it kinda makes sense if him having no job is a thing.
is that still a thing after all these months? she doesn't know.
what she knows, however, is for camu to not see the thing in front of their houses just yet. which is why her instinct is to reach out for lee's sleeve to drag him outside. ]
Just talking to Lee!
[ she calls out to camu, giving him a quick wave of hello and goodbye while hoping it doesn't pique his curiosity. she's not holding her breath. ]
... Did you make any wishes to the crystal recently? Wishes that involve certain outdoor decor?
[ whatever it is on their lawn, lee immediately picks up on lumine's panic and exhales a laboured sigh. 'what is it this time?' is what he'd ask if they hadn't already gone through this song and dance several times already. instead, there's a beat as he shakes lumine's hand off, craning his chin over his shoulder to regard camu from the doorway. ]
I asked Lumine for a favour, but I wasn't expecting her eagerness in accomplishing it so quickly.
[ he smooths out his sleeve, the picture of nonchalant. and because lee doubts camu would be satisfied with that explanation alone: ]
If you're hungry— [ read: bored ] there are steaks in the fridge.
this wouldn't be the first instance of camu being overly sensitive or even volatile in the face of a potential misunderstanding. it's just unfortunate that the victims in this case seem to be lee and lumine. he isn't sure what they're discussing, but he gets the vibe that it's at least serious enough for them to be sneaking around. he isn't sure why that irks him, but it does. even if he doesn't quite vocalize it.
though, admittedly, that isn't to state his feet aren't already walking in the direction of the fridge. only to stop from sheer willpower and endless curiosity. his eyes focus right back on them (from on the way to the kitchen, which... he admits isn't a good look for him supposedly not being convinced of their haphazard excuses). ] Why the steaks?
[ except instead of asking an actually pointed question, he...
questions something else entirely. he figures the rest would unravel itself. ... right? ]
looks like that's not sufficient enough to keep him distracted. honestly though, even lumine is at a loss as to why steaks. is it because camu likes meat as much as he likes spicy food? she's yet to discover that from their conversations, but if that's information that lee has about his roommate, then why should she question it?
her gaze flickers between the two, waiting patiently for an explanation of sorts. but just in case it'll take a while— ]
... Well, if you take it out and thaw them for a while, I can teach you how to make stir-fried filet. But I need you to check first if you have the ingredients we need in your house.
[ because who knows how long this conversation will even last? maybe as long as that steak thaws and for him to get ingredients. ]
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It's you. [ he opens his mouth again, presumably to add more to that to make it seem more than a vaguely accusatory greeting. one of these days, lee will learn (or care) how to make them normally (though, between lee and camu and yamato who'd been the sole conversationalist in their house being long gone that's doubtful), but his vision latches onto the newest addition to their properties before snapping back with a questioning stare, promptly discarding any thought of a pleasantry. ]
… What brings you this time?
[ at least, for his part, he doesn't actually sound immediately defensive… if anything, he's already resigned. lumine, did you steal a bulletin board from the school?? ]
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but, he can't deny the voice on the other end is a familiar one. it isn't that he finds himself particularly curious, nor does he have any single speck of a desire to be hospitable or open, and yet he's still peeking his head out from the other room. do they have rooms, idk...
regardless, he stares all for but a moment before responding in tune: ] What's with all the noise?
[ if this truly constitutes as "noise." ]
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and she's about to answer his question and maybe address where his eyes landed just beyond her shoulder when the subject of her concern and unintended (???) joke speaks up. right. she didn't take camu being home into account ... then again, it kinda makes sense if him having no job is a thing.
is that still a thing after all these months? she doesn't know.
what she knows, however, is for camu to not see the thing in front of their houses just yet. which is why her instinct is to reach out for lee's sleeve to drag him outside. ]
Just talking to Lee!
[ she calls out to camu, giving him a quick wave of hello and goodbye while hoping it doesn't pique his curiosity. she's not holding her breath. ]
... Did you make any wishes to the crystal recently? Wishes that involve certain outdoor decor?
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I asked Lumine for a favour, but I wasn't expecting her eagerness in accomplishing it so quickly.
[ he smooths out his sleeve, the picture of nonchalant. and because lee doubts camu would be satisfied with that explanation alone: ]
If you're hungry— [ read: bored ] there are steaks in the fridge.
[ a bit like— go fetch! ]
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why does it feel like he's being baited somehow?
this wouldn't be the first instance of camu being overly sensitive or even volatile in the face of a potential misunderstanding. it's just unfortunate that the victims in this case seem to be lee and lumine. he isn't sure what they're discussing, but he gets the vibe that it's at least serious enough for them to be sneaking around. he isn't sure why that irks him, but it does. even if he doesn't quite vocalize it.
though, admittedly, that isn't to state his feet aren't already walking in the direction of the fridge. only to stop from sheer willpower and endless curiosity. his eyes focus right back on them (from on the way to the kitchen, which... he admits isn't a good look for him supposedly not being convinced of their haphazard excuses). ] Why the steaks?
[ except instead of asking an actually pointed question, he...
questions something else entirely. he figures the rest would unravel itself. ... right? ]
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looks like that's not sufficient enough to keep him distracted. honestly though, even lumine is at a loss as to why steaks. is it because camu likes meat as much as he likes spicy food? she's yet to discover that from their conversations, but if that's information that lee has about his roommate, then why should she question it?
her gaze flickers between the two, waiting patiently for an explanation of sorts. but just in case it'll take a while— ]
... Well, if you take it out and thaw them for a while, I can teach you how to make stir-fried filet. But I need you to check first if you have the ingredients we need in your house.
[ because who knows how long this conversation will even last? maybe as long as that steak thaws and for him to get ingredients. ]