#leech lord

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"A year." JK announced,settling down at the kitchen table opposite Seifa. They slid her a plate of roasted cryo vine fries and spiced rakk steak as the woman eyed them in amused confusion. "A year..What? Since Troy last nearly shat himself to death? Pretty sure that happened last week" she smirked,taking a bite. JK laughted gently as she made a face of both "This is good!" And "This is SPICY" and waited for her to recover to continue. "All of this-" they motioned around,to the comfort of her ship,to the space between them,to the pictures of the group on the walls. She was still confused truth be told,they'd all been here far longer then a year,but she let them continue. "One year since sitting in sanctum talking about saving a brother." They had their mask pulled up to eat and through it she could see a soft smile form across brutalized lips. With far more delicacy then other people might expect, they placed a old empty beer bottle on the table.

Seifa put her fork down to pick it up,shooting them a look. "You kept the bottle?" The soft smile split wide,a shy blush around an uneven set of ears. "I know special when I meet it. Knew you'd mean a lot from that talk. No paint,no false words. Just you,and me and the truth." Seifa went quiet,now focused intently on her food and trying to scramble a response to sincerity. "Your gunna make me emotional here beefsteak-" she quipped,lower lip almost wobbling. "Knew a guy called BeefSteak,always had the best bacon-" they made a tearing motion across their chest "-don't ask where from though". The disgusted expression that scrunched her face up helped Sei compose herself and smile genuinely. She opened her mouth to speak,but paused to watch with fascination as JK picked up their steak with their hands and,tipping their head back to dangle it above their mouth,snapping it up in almost one bite with great mutant jaws. It was the easiest way for them to eat,she just wished Troy didn't love seeing it so much he'd copy them at fancy dinners.

They gave a content grunt before taking back the set down bottle and re-digitizing it for safe keeping,turning their attention back to the friend sat before them. She still seemed a little off balance and emotional,now busying herself by fussing around tidying the table. She rose,reaching to put their now empty plate out of their way but hesitated as she leaned close. "I...got a good feeling about you too chunk. Glad we stuck together."  They rested their head against her cheek gently,like some wild animal offering domestic affection.