[ Eric sits and waits, relaxing a bit but also thinking. About what Totsuka said as well as about the memory that had decided to plague him this time. Talking about things helps get rid of them...huh?
Eric blinks as he sees a plate of omurice set in front of him. ]
Ah. Th-thanks...
[ As he got his spoon to dig in he paused, tilting his head ]
My mom...used to make this, when I came home from school upset... [ He frowned, only really remembering the hand and the dish. ] Or...maybe my dad...
/o\
[ Eric sits and waits, relaxing a bit but also thinking. About what Totsuka said as well as about the memory that had decided to plague him this time. Talking about things helps get rid of them...huh?
Eric blinks as he sees a plate of omurice set in front of him. ]
Ah. Th-thanks...
[ As he got his spoon to dig in he paused, tilting his head ]
My mom...used to make this, when I came home from school upset... [ He frowned, only really remembering the hand and the dish. ] Or...maybe my dad...