[Kid wasn't sure he could eat, even if he tried. Stein's arrival was too much of a reminder of things that were different. That were wrong. It was easy to ignore that he couldn't see souls when he hadn't seen anyone in person. Kid is fairly certain Stein was better-kept than this, that he didn't permit himself to remain unshaven and raggedy--but he can't wrap his head around it for certain and like everything else about this frozen hellscape it is stressing him out.]
That's not what I asked. [Stein raises one hand in a motion any student of the DWMA (anyone who grew up in Death City, really) would recognize. Kid has about five seconds to correct his answer before getting chopped on the head.
It's not his preferred method of physically scolding his students, but it's one that Kid is sure to comprehend, even in his addled state.]
Stein threatening to reaper-chop Kid will never not be funny to me now. I will forever giggle
[Kid has been witness to many reaper chops in his lifetime and victim of few, but Stein's gesture does in fact produce the desired effect...if not the desired answer.]
...yesterday morning. I am not hungry. [He's places emphasis on this, as if it will excuse his behavior. Still, with his gaze averted and thin shoulders sagging it's clear that the young reaper is expecting to be chastised.]
[Kid has the tendency to act most his age when he feels he is in trouble--this very moment no exception to that rule. Worse is that Stein is forcing him to spell the situation out. He's not unintelligent...but he is a nervous wreck. A nervous wreck who has hardly been able to eat since arriving in Norfinbury.
He'd be more irritated about having to explain if the yelling had not picked up again. His eyes dart away from the table to the other side of the room and he stiffens, gears very obviously turning. He listens, watches for thirty seconds. He has to know for sure there is nothing. Covering his ears, Kid presses on.]
I am well aware of what the sensation of hunger is like, but at home food intake is far less of a requirement than here. I have gone days without before with no issue.
I am not hungry. [Squeezing his eyes shut, Kid shakes his head. If Stein looks hard he might find the hint of a flush on his student's face. It is a bit embarassing.] When...when I am nervous, I am not hungry. Does that explain?
It does, but that doesn't mean you can just decide not to eat. Your mind and body won't function properly without food and rest. [Stein understands entirely what it's like to not be hungry and to force yourself to eat anyway. He does it all the time.]
I keep trying, but... [But it's thus far been a tedious exercise. It isn't just not being hungry but an uneasy queasiness that has made the act difficult.
But he will try to follow instructions, and digs into his bag, producing a small roll. He has absolutely no desire to eat it, picking off a small piece. If his stomach turns as he hears another disembodied voice yelling for help, he tries to ignore it.]
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[Kid wasn't sure he could eat, even if he tried. Stein's arrival was too much of a reminder of things that were different. That were wrong. It was easy to ignore that he couldn't see souls when he hadn't seen anyone in person. Kid is fairly certain Stein was better-kept than this, that he didn't permit himself to remain unshaven and raggedy--but he can't wrap his head around it for certain and like everything else about this frozen hellscape it is stressing him out.]
You look different.
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It's not his preferred method of physically scolding his students, but it's one that Kid is sure to comprehend, even in his addled state.]
Stein threatening to reaper-chop Kid will never not be funny to me now. I will forever giggle
...yesterday morning. I am not hungry. [He's places emphasis on this, as if it will excuse his behavior. Still, with his gaze averted and thin shoulders sagging it's clear that the young reaper is expecting to be chastised.]
isn't it the best mental image i love it
[Regardless of Kid's understanding of basic human bodily functions (or that obvious body language), Stein's just going to continue.]
In these situations, humans require between three and five thousand calories per day, and you haven't been eating enough.
Honestly I feel bad for Stein at the moment
He'd be more irritated about having to explain if the yelling had not picked up again. His eyes dart away from the table to the other side of the room and he stiffens, gears very obviously turning. He listens, watches for thirty seconds. He has to know for sure there is nothing. Covering his ears, Kid presses on.]
I am well aware of what the sensation of hunger is like, but at home food intake is far less of a requirement than here. I have gone days without before with no issue.
I am not hungry. [Squeezing his eyes shut, Kid shakes his head. If Stein looks hard he might find the hint of a flush on his student's face. It is a bit embarassing.] When...when I am nervous, I am not hungry. Does that explain?
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I keep trying, but... [But it's thus far been a tedious exercise. It isn't just not being hungry but an uneasy queasiness that has made the act difficult.
But he will try to follow instructions, and digs into his bag, producing a small roll. He has absolutely no desire to eat it, picking off a small piece. If his stomach turns as he hears another disembodied voice yelling for help, he tries to ignore it.]
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