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[Her own compliment causes him to blush as well, coloring his cheeks a light pink as he looks away from her briefly. It's then he meets the eye of the scandalized passer-by, and he lets out a growl, brows pulling together as he bares his teeth at them. His intimidation tactic was enough to make them look away and mind their own business.

Almost immediately, his expression softens as he looks back at Futaba, hand still on her shoulder.]

Yeah, course, yo. I ain't gonna miss out on what's gotta be this world's greatest curry. C'mon, I think I know a place.

[She had been talking up the curry, so he's even more excited about it now. With his mask back on, he slides the takoyaki onto the side of the plate of curry allowing him to hold it up in one hand. He then leads her through the hall, avoiding the more crowded areas and weaving past people until they get to one of the unoccupied balconies, a small table for two set up in the center.]

Saw this when I was roamin' 'round earlier. This spot good with ya?

[And if it wasn't, they could always draw the curtains to allow them a bit more privacy.]

[—Oh, the person who gasped at them is scurrying off. Wonder why that is? Ah well. Not important. Between the plate of food she has and the bag of things, she'll have her own hands full, so she's grateful that Beat's grabbed the other to carry with his takoyaki. She has no problems following him, and she's most excited that he'll get to try the best curry in the universe.]

Sure! It's not gonna be noisy, I trust you with that. Let's make like a hedgehog and roll out!

[...well, not literally roll. LET'S MOSEY.

As they move through the crowd, it begins to thin and quiet. With how he moves around the crowd to avoid more congested areas, it really does make her heart flutter knowing he's doing it to make sure she's the least amount of anxious in the crowd. For her.

As they come to the tables set up on the balcony, Futaba pauses for a moment to take it in. It was... really kind of romantic here wasn't it? Ahh... well, that'll make things coming later easier, won't it?]

Y-yeah... it's really nice here. Quiet. Not a lot of people around... it definitely feels like Valentine's Day here, ehehe.

[No, don't get shy now! Just power through it!! She'll smile broadly and set her plate down, nope nothing's wrong here.]

[Now that she mentioned it, this place really did feel it was made for couples, didn't it? That wasn't exactly what he had in mind when he brought her here, but he wasn't going to back down now. In fact, he had only been mildly aware of the date until Futaba mentioned it once again. And now here he was, alone with her.

Just like that, his stomach suddenly felt like it was in knots. This was the first time they had seen each other since the incident and he found himself playing it back in his mind. What quickly followed was all the advice that was offered to him by his friends, almost making it overwhelming to sift through. But he clears his throat and stands his ground, making his way to the table with her, placing his own plate down, and taking a seat.]

Yeah, looks like they really got the place decked out. But it kinda feels like castles gotta be dressed up like this on the reg.

[Reaching for his mask, he takes it off once more and places it on the table before moving the takoyaki between them in case she wanted more. That last one didn't go down well after all.]

Figure I can't let 'em get in the way of the curry, you know?

[But he waits for her, not wanting to suddenly dig in before her.]

[Oh don't worry Beat, Futaba's been nervous since she figured out who you were behind that mask. Watching him be calm on the outside is actually helping her stay calm... for now.]

Yeah... I mean, what kinda castle wouldn't be decked out?! That'd just be silly if it wasn't.

[Ah... she should probably take off her own mask too. Heh, irony considering as A Phantom Thief wouldn't do this normally... but she's too trusting of Beat. That's good, though.]

I'll have to snag another, if you don't mind. And uh, you gotta try the curry! It's missing Sojiro's coffee, but it's still the best you'll every try. Mom's curry always tastes the best.

[As if to urge him on, she's scooping a big bite of her own, and raises her spoon as if raising a glass toward him. Clink clink, Beat!]

Yo, don't lemme stop ya from getting more. If it's as good as you sayin', I might go for thirds!

[Seeing her take a heaping spoonful, he follows suit laughing as she raises her spoon to him. Lifting his own up, he clinks spoons with hers and says thanks for the food.]

[He brings it to his mouth for a bite and—]

Yo.

Yo.

[He finishes chewing the spoonful in his mouth and immediately goes for another.]

You wasn't kidding! This curry's hella good, yo!

[Maybe even good enough to compete against Ken Doi's curry back home. But he doesn't voice that out, clearly enjoying himself and the plate in front of him. At the rate he's going, he'll probably have to go back for fifths!]

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Heh heh... this recipe was scientifically created, you know. It's supposed to pair perfectly with Sojiro's coffee, but I could eat the whole pot if I got my hands on it, even without the coffee.

[But also... it was mom's and it's such a nice reminder of her. Like a big hug, really. She'll take several bites herself, enjoying both the food and the company she has. This was truly perfect here, and the more she enjoys herself, the more she knows she has the chance to make this turn terrible... but it was Beat himself who said she should be honest and it sounded like... he'd probably not blame her for much.

Still, some nervousness is obvious on her face the more she thinks about it.]

[Though Beat wasn't a big fan of coffee, it was nice to learn that Futaba liked it that way. He thinks that when they do have their curry showdown there should be coffee for her and a glass of soda for him.]

If it's this good, I ain't gonna complain if it got science or math or English in it. [Because clearly he was enjoying this! He's already half done with his plate.] Ain't kiddin' 'bout maybe gettin' more now.

[That's when he looks back up at Futaba and sees the look on her face. The smile on his lips begins to dissipate and he can't help but worry about her, swallowing the food in his mouth before he speaks.]

Hey, you aight? You didn't get a bad batch or anythin', did ya?

Heh heh, mom knew what was up.

[Seeing him enjoy it though really does make her happy, and despite her nervousness, she's smiling.]

Huh? Oh... uh I just... miss my mom, is all.

[Which... is also true! Part of it really is that, but also... well.]

But I... can tell you about that later, it's not really dinner talk. Sorry, I just had a moment, mom and Sojiro would be happy you like it too. Almost as happy as me, I'm the most happy though.

[She beams when she says that; sharing her favourite food with someone she enjoys spending time with? Perfect way to spend her time. Almost a love language here.]

Yeah, sounds like she did.

[It's the first time he's heard her talk about her mom, now that they were sharing a meal that she would've made for Futaba. But he won't push for it, not after what she says, instead offering her a reassuring smile.]

Seriously, yo. You wasn't kidding 'bout this curry. It's like a party in my mouth! [With that he takes another spoonful, thoroughly enjoying himself and just being here with her.] Thanks for sharin' this with me, yo. Means a lot.

Of course! Probably a little more important than music, but I really could eat this for every meal and never get sick of it!

[Truly, she's not exaggerating here. She does, in fact, head over to Leblanc in the mornings for morning curry and coffee... though she makes poor Sojiro sigh every time with plenty of cream and sugar in it. ]

Though... I gotta ask, I think we're from different times even if we're both from Shibuya which would make sense as to why I've never seen you there or in Akiba or something. I'd notice you easy in a crowd.

[At this point she's all but finished her curry and it grabbing a new takoyaki to hopefully not choke on this time.]

But if you're from my own time, you ever hear of the Phantom Thieves?

[Ah, it starts. :')]

If not, you might actually be from a different time, and I wanna know. [For... various reasons, but it's kind of a neat thing to get all technical sciencey on.] It'll scratch the itch I have to know, so you gotta spill it all, Bones!

[He was just about to shove the last spoonful of curry into his mouth when she asks him that question. His confusion is almost immediate, frowning as he takes his last bite. He'd never taken that into consideration, that the two of them might be from different times, though he was fully aware that time worked here weirdly.]

Phantom Thieves? Nah, first time hearin' 'bout them right now.

[They both haven't really talked much about home, have they? Save for once or twice.]

Sounds like one hell of a team name though. Kinda like the one we had. But I woulda remembered it if I heard a' it 'fore.

Aww, that's a shame. Would have been neat to go home and see you in Shibuya, I would have dragged you to Akiba with me. —And one you had? I think it's storytime, Bones.

[She wants to hear what you mean by that!

...plus it'll take the edge off her.]

I can tell you about the P Thieves after, too, if you want.

Yo, that woulda be tight. But aight, I'm down for that.

[There's barely any hesitation from him, considering he's known Futaba for a while now. Besides, he wanted to know more about this Phantom Thieves group too.]

I was part a' the team called the Wicked Twisters back home. Me and the gang was stuck in the Reaper's Game where we basically had to fight for our life. And that ain't the first time I got stuck in it too.

[At least that's the short version of what happened.]

Reaper's Game? I don't think I heard about that... sounds scary if you were fighting for your life, Bones. But I'm glad you're here— you're fine outside of this dreamworld, right?

[SHE'S SURE THAT HE IS........ but she wants to make sure. This Reaper's Game thing sounds terrible, she'd probably do pretty terrible at it herself.]

Yeah, I'm aight back home. Had a good group a' friends with me. The Twisters and me made sure that we'd get out together.

[And he smiles at her, trying to be reassuring about it, but it doesn't quitre reach his eyes.]

There's a lot more to it, but it's one helluva downer. An' I don't really wanna ruin this right now.

[Just like that, a light blush found its way back onto his cheeks and he looks away for a brief moment. But he grins back at Futaba despite it. Talking about the things he had been through wasn't the easiest, considering how he'd actually died in the past. A deep exhale leaves his lips as he looks back up to meet Futaba's eyes.]

But I can if you wanna hear it.

Well... then I'm glad you're all right!

[While she's not great with social situations, she is pretty good at reading people and she notices that smile not being... really a smile, to put it lightly.]

I can't say I'm not curious, but... it can wait for when you're ready to tell me. It sounds pretty heavy.

So I can tell you about the Thieves instead. Their whole schtick was to steal the hearts of people who were pretty terrible and change them. They took Shibuya by storm, even had a calling card on every screen in Japan! They got framed for murdering someone, but... I know it wasn't them.

[She only knows that since, you know, she's one of them.]

[There's a brief flutter in his chest hearing her say that. Maybe because it's coming from her? Beat wasn't really sure why, as he was still trying to navigate his feelings.]

Nah, you's right. But I'mma tell you someday, yo.

[And so he listens intently when she takes her turn, leaning in as he rested his arms onto the table.]

Seriously? Every screen? I definitely woulda heard of that if we was from the same time, Shorty. That shit's hard to miss.

[If he missed it, he's certain Rhyme would've told him instead. He can't even imagine how a bunch of thieves could change someone's heart, but if they got framed for murder...]

How'd ya sure it ain't them?

Yeah. When you're ready. I don't wanna make you upset or something 'cause you're remembering something sad or whatever.

[She understands stuff like that and she'd never tell him to spill something unpleasant and heavy if he was uncomfortable!]

Yeah! So, I guess we really aren't, that's a bummer.

[....but... hm. Does she... spill all now or... There's definitely some quiet contemplation she's doing here.]

They hadn't done that to anyone else, just made them fess up to some really nasty stuff they did.

[While he was surprised that she seemed to pick up on that, he appreciated that she wasn't pushing him to say anything. He gives her a nod in the meantime, but it was definitely a conversation they could have down the line.]

Huh. Then that probably ain't them, right? Sounds hella weird to me if they was mixin' things up outta nowhere.

[.........you know what, fuck it we ball. She's just gonna say it.]

Well... I guess there's another reason. No use not saying anything while I'm here. [There's a deep breath, and a looooooong exhale.] It's 'cause I'm one of 'em. I'm their Oracle. I was definitely tooting my own horn with the calling card, but that took a lot of work.

[...........he did say that he'd listen to someone if they said they were wanted for crime, sooooo....]

[The realization that dawns on Beat's face is a slow progression.]

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