[ Shino can be overwhelming at times even when he's being more sensitive to other's needs, and right now he's... not being the most. He does slow down some at the trailing off and interrupted statements, cocking his head to the side as the milk heats on the stove.
Really, considering his first comment was more along the lines of are you looking to live here, isn't it obvious he doesn't mind? Who needs a whole bunch of space to themselves? It's not like even when he was a deer jinba he needed two rooms and all the rest.
Still, he also gets why so many look for their own places. More grounding, if you have no one you need to pretend around when on your own.
The scream of a growl from Allen's stomach has both of Shino's eyebrows hiking upward. He almost laughs, can't quite keep the corners of his lips from quirking up, because really? ]
I've only heard growls like that coming from my stomach before. Sit!
[ He waves a hand, turning back to his kitchen and looking for what ready food he has. Given his own eating habits... what he ends up bringing out to the table (gesturing for hobo legwarmers Allen to sit) is an odd assortment of sweet breads, a large bag of popcorn with seaweed and salt flavouring he pours into a similarly large bowl, various fingerfood easy veggies on a plate, and... apples.
... Looking at this, maybe he does need to go shopping... ]
These are just snacks, but it's at least something to start. Have you ever heard of something called "delivery food" before?
[ He's made a few trips to bring all the assorted snacks of various kinds of healthy or unhealthy, a bounce practically in his step. Far more cheerful and energised than when he walked through his own front door. The milk is coming to a gentle boil, so he remains in the kitchen, stirring it and squinting as he watches the bubbles rise. Just about ready... he should pour over the sink, to avoid making much of a mess. ]
LMAO please have him join the ranks of "oldies who blew up modern appliances"
Really, considering his first comment was more along the lines of are you looking to live here, isn't it obvious he doesn't mind? Who needs a whole bunch of space to themselves? It's not like even when he was a deer jinba he needed two rooms and all the rest.
Still, he also gets why so many look for their own places. More grounding, if you have no one you need to pretend around when on your own.
The scream of a growl from Allen's stomach has both of Shino's eyebrows hiking upward. He almost laughs, can't quite keep the corners of his lips from quirking up, because really? ]
I've only heard growls like that coming from my stomach before. Sit!
[ He waves a hand, turning back to his kitchen and looking for what ready food he has. Given his own eating habits... what he ends up bringing out to the table (gesturing for hobo legwarmers Allen to sit) is an odd assortment of sweet breads, a large bag of popcorn with seaweed and salt flavouring he pours into a similarly large bowl, various fingerfood easy veggies on a plate, and... apples.
... Looking at this, maybe he does need to go shopping... ]
These are just snacks, but it's at least something to start. Have you ever heard of something called "delivery food" before?
[ He's made a few trips to bring all the assorted snacks of various kinds of healthy or unhealthy, a bounce practically in his step. Far more cheerful and energised than when he walked through his own front door. The milk is coming to a gentle boil, so he remains in the kitchen, stirring it and squinting as he watches the bubbles rise. Just about ready... he should pour over the sink, to avoid making much of a mess. ]