[ Mitsunari is, as always, allergic to thanking people, so instead he makes a quiet sound of acknowledgement.
The soda's a surprise. Not knowing how straws work and not caring to find out, he just pulls the top off. Inside is a dark liquid, like tea, but it's fizzy. That's very unlike tea. He frowns at it suspiciously.
...Maybe he'll try it. It's not like he's obligated to just because Ragna bought it for him!
On to the food. It doesn't look like it's going to poison him, so he picks up a fry and gives it a taste.
It's... not bad? Warm, but not too hot. Saltier than anything he's ever eaten before, to be sure, but not overwhelmingly so. He eats it and tries another one. And then a third one. And a fourth. ]
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The soda's a surprise. Not knowing how straws work and not caring to find out, he just pulls the top off. Inside is a dark liquid, like tea, but it's fizzy. That's very unlike tea. He frowns at it suspiciously.
...Maybe he'll try it. It's not like he's obligated to just because Ragna bought it for him!
On to the food. It doesn't look like it's going to poison him, so he picks up a fry and gives it a taste.
It's... not bad? Warm, but not too hot. Saltier than anything he's ever eaten before, to be sure, but not overwhelmingly so. He eats it and tries another one. And then a third one. And a fourth. ]
I expected worse.
[ He doesn't want to say he likes them, but... ]