[ she's quiet, letting herself settle against his side as he sinks further into the cloth. the comments about rest and food cause her to sigh, and inej slowly undoes her arms from his waist to straighten up enough to take the bottle of water and bag of food, tugging it into her lap.
( she's still keeping herself tucked underneath his arm and mostly pressed against his side, though. )
she tugs some bread out of the bag, tearing it in half before setting into it, forcing herself to eat slowly. a swig of water is next, the coolness fresh on her throat. and once she does that, she digs around in the bag a bit more to fish out some dried meat. ]
I want a good waffle.
[ somewhat wistfully, as she sandwiches some of the meat in between the bread, to make a makeshift sandwich. but beggers can't be choosers. ]
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( she's still keeping herself tucked underneath his arm and mostly pressed against his side, though. )
she tugs some bread out of the bag, tearing it in half before setting into it, forcing herself to eat slowly. a swig of water is next, the coolness fresh on her throat. and once she does that, she digs around in the bag a bit more to fish out some dried meat. ]
I want a good waffle.
[ somewhat wistfully, as she sandwiches some of the meat in between the bread, to make a makeshift sandwich. but beggers can't be choosers. ]