[Grim Eyes has no real objection to the sushi; in fact, she grabs one of the shitty packages and starts munching distractedly on the contents as she comes over to peer into the pasta pot. Her general demeanor is a little preoccupied, but not quite as intensely scowly as she's been the last couple of days. Maybe it's the food that helps. Maybe it's the weirdly domestic feel of the scene.]
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