Not at all. I'm with you there—I've always had an interest in plays and the arts. Never had the time to pursue anything with it, though. I was pretty busy with completing missions for my lord. We didn't really have time for luxuries... [ ah, he should have paid, shouldn't he? gasp!! ] Snacks are on me. I can smell them from here.
[ Trotting into the theater proper is, in a word, overwhelming. The lights, the smells, the people. He is momentarily dazzled, looking around like a child entering a sweet store for the first time, before remembering his duty ad promise to buy her snacks. The way he sniffs the air when they approach the counter is not subtle; eyebrows knit, he studies the bright box of popping popcorn and jugs of butter alongside the machine with some consternation. ]
That... smells really strong. Is that whole thing filled with butter?
[ And yet other guests seem delighted, coating their buckets with so much butter that Rokurou can't help having some concern. Is that, is that healthy? ]
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[ Trotting into the theater proper is, in a word, overwhelming. The lights, the smells, the people. He is momentarily dazzled, looking around like a child entering a sweet store for the first time, before remembering his duty ad promise to buy her snacks. The way he sniffs the air when they approach the counter is not subtle; eyebrows knit, he studies the bright box of popping popcorn and jugs of butter alongside the machine with some consternation. ]
That... smells really strong. Is that whole thing filled with butter?
[ And yet other guests seem delighted, coating their buckets with so much butter that Rokurou can't help having some concern. Is that, is that healthy? ]