Calling me your "savior" is probably exaggerating things a little.
[There's a softer, more timid quality to his voice that probably hadn't carried through the text. His eyes flick over to the menu, then back to Luke. He hesitates.]
Did you want anything? I'll cover you, and we can go looking for your wallet once we have our drinks.
Is it? You're the one bailing me out of a bind by helping. [He notices, but he doesn't say anything about it. He's not sure what to make of it mostly but he does chill out his own approach just a touch.] That's almost too nice of you, you know that? Helping me with my own screw-up and covering my coffee?
[...and yet.] Whatever's good and cheap. Never was raised to be picky about it, not gonna start now.
Hey, you were helping me procrastinate earlier, remember?
[That's not...exactly the most stellar of things to be grateful for, but considering how badly Yuuri handles things like this...
His mouth curls up slightly, amused.] I try to remind my roommate of that sometimes. We have too many things to pay for without being picky about our food. [Yuuri's definitely grinning now.] He gets really indignant about what Americans call "Thai" food.
I'm really good at that, it's true. Guess you could call it a talent. [His hands slip into his pockets and he tilts his head, still assessing Yuuri carefully.] Do I wanna know what's so bad about fake Thai?
[Even if Yuuri's shaking his head now and talking about Phichit's preferences, he can't really say anything himself. Not when he's looked at Americanized sushi and wondered what happened there.]
[Versus Luke who's apparently a garbage can and will eat whatever.]
Fair enough. I'm not sure what authentic Thai even tastes like but I'll take his word for it. It takes guts to have a strong enough opinion like that. [A grin follows though.] But...cheap and good coffee, and then we can figure out what to do from here. Sound like a plan?
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[There's a softer, more timid quality to his voice that probably hadn't carried through the text. His eyes flick over to the menu, then back to Luke. He hesitates.]
Did you want anything? I'll cover you, and we can go looking for your wallet once we have our drinks.
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[...and yet.] Whatever's good and cheap. Never was raised to be picky about it, not gonna start now.
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[That's not...exactly the most stellar of things to be grateful for, but considering how badly Yuuri handles things like this...
His mouth curls up slightly, amused.] I try to remind my roommate of that sometimes. We have too many things to pay for without being picky about our food. [Yuuri's definitely grinning now.] He gets really indignant about what Americans call "Thai" food.
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[Even if Yuuri's shaking his head now and talking about Phichit's preferences, he can't really say anything himself. Not when he's looked at Americanized sushi and wondered what happened there.]
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Fair enough. I'm not sure what authentic Thai even tastes like but I'll take his word for it. It takes guts to have a strong enough opinion like that. [A grin follows though.] But...cheap and good coffee, and then we can figure out what to do from here. Sound like a plan?