[The fact that Natsuno's recent inclination towards naps could equally be attributed to post-island recovery and utter mattress-related brattiness has been a mild point of contention between them on and off in the past several days already, rest assured. ...Though it's also a bit as if an edge has been taken off all the mutual snarking somehow, too. At first it was easier to pass off as the both of them just being too mutually tired--and in some ways that still remains the case--but, for all that neither of them are particularly interested in examining it...it's also like something has fundamentally changed, now, in the atmosphere for cabin 109.
Jade hasn't actually made any jabs veiled or otherwise at the expense of Natsuno's stranger habits, in a little while. And Natsuno's prickliness in return--well, from the outside, it's still at about the same level. But there's other rather slighter tells, too...like the fact that he does not, in fact, immediately leave the room to pursue his usual personal morning habits when Jade leaves for the sundries shop. --It's a point of more objective relief anyway, too, when Jade doesn't have to actually kick the door open to get inside once he's back. But besides that...
Well, no, there really isn't any need to get into any of that anyway. Not when there's another perfectly preoccupying topic at hand, right this particular moment. That sure is glass rattling, as Jade gingerly one-handedly sets the two proper boxes on the coffee table in front of the couch; the glass-sounding box is rather larger than the second one, which doesn't seem to make any noise at all when jostled. And then there's the matter of the third very not-box thing that Jade's now holding horizontal between both hands, as he sinks down onto the couch and peers at it.]
It is all a bit excessive, isn't it? I was under the impression there'd only be one package at a time, generally...but apparently not. Making up for lost time, perhaps? This is my first brush with the privilege of experiencing this ship's mysterious gifts. [By now Jade has more or less started to ease back into his more general habit of cheeriness even at more inopportune times. A sort of vocal muscle memory working its way back to form, as the more raw aspects of the island events...have finally started compartmentalizing properly, a little. Natsuno's remark on explosives earns an idly amused smile across the way, even as a very brief memory of Rita's miscast spell only a couple weeks past--nearly surfaces, but is tucked back down without external acknowledgment, very promptly.] I'll be sure to very valiantly shield you with my own body, if it blows up in my face! You'll have to tell everyone it was very brave of me, though, or I'll have to haunt you forever afterwards.
[Idly, he starts picking at the wrapping paper at one end of the..."pole", thing. Tugging apart the seam reveals...wood?] --Hm, so far so good. Any guess what this could possibly be, you think?
muffled license-free music in the bg, cue dramatic box zoom-ins.....
Jade hasn't actually made any jabs veiled or otherwise at the expense of Natsuno's stranger habits, in a little while. And Natsuno's prickliness in return--well, from the outside, it's still at about the same level. But there's other rather slighter tells, too...like the fact that he does not, in fact, immediately leave the room to pursue his usual personal morning habits when Jade leaves for the sundries shop. --It's a point of more objective relief anyway, too, when Jade doesn't have to actually kick the door open to get inside once he's back. But besides that...
Well, no, there really isn't any need to get into any of that anyway. Not when there's another perfectly preoccupying topic at hand, right this particular moment. That sure is glass rattling, as Jade gingerly one-handedly sets the two proper boxes on the coffee table in front of the couch; the glass-sounding box is rather larger than the second one, which doesn't seem to make any noise at all when jostled. And then there's the matter of the third very not-box thing that Jade's now holding horizontal between both hands, as he sinks down onto the couch and peers at it.]
It is all a bit excessive, isn't it? I was under the impression there'd only be one package at a time, generally...but apparently not. Making up for lost time, perhaps? This is my first brush with the privilege of experiencing this ship's mysterious gifts. [By now Jade has more or less started to ease back into his more general habit of cheeriness even at more inopportune times. A sort of vocal muscle memory working its way back to form, as the more raw aspects of the island events...have finally started compartmentalizing properly, a little. Natsuno's remark on explosives earns an idly amused smile across the way, even as a very brief memory of Rita's miscast spell only a couple weeks past--nearly surfaces, but is tucked back down without external acknowledgment, very promptly.] I'll be sure to very valiantly shield you with my own body, if it blows up in my face! You'll have to tell everyone it was very brave of me, though, or I'll have to haunt you forever afterwards.
[Idly, he starts picking at the wrapping paper at one end of the..."pole", thing. Tugging apart the seam reveals...wood?] --Hm, so far so good. Any guess what this could possibly be, you think?