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[He's about to open his mouth to tell her she's a pretty crappy maid, but woops, there is some soup there.]

[Nom nom nom. It's not bad soup! It hangs a bit heavily in his stomach, but there's another spoonful preventing him from complaining. Ah, well, he can certainly put food away. With surprising obedience, he lets her feed him the bowl, reclining on the pillows. Zoroark watches on, torn between being vaguely disgusted or impressed.]

Got any apple gels or something...?

[You know, those things that restore your HP!]

[ she watches her eat, satisfied that she's done a good job. for now, anyway. maybe this maid stuff isn't really that hard! ...though still needs a cute outfit with the frills, huh...

as she starts to zone out a bit thinking about it, she hears his question. ][ she just shakes her head. ] They had some regular apples in the kitchen though...

[she definitely needs a cute outfit. in fact--]

Yeah, I guess an apple is good enough. Make sure to slice it, and put cinnamon on it. Oh, and while you're there--[motions to all of her.]--do something about those clothes.

C, cinnamon? [ well maybe she can find that... if it'll help him get better she can do it, but... ]

Wait, wh, what's wrong with my clothes? [ even if she had been having similar thoughts... ] It's not like I'm going to find something cuter than this in the kitchen.

Well, are you a maid or aren't you? [Another kind of dismissive motion.] Can't you at least get an apron or something?

Oh, that's true! I can at least put an apron over this.

[ she seems so enthralled by that idea she doesn't really care about anything else as she goes charging off towards the kitchen.

nothing can stop her now... ]

[Luke watches her go, settling back with mixed feelings of victory and apprehension.]

[Is he going to die...]

[ she comes back a little later, proudly donning an apron over her outfit. she still hardly looks like a maid, but... well, it's something. ]

Ta-da! [ and she brings apples. sliced... not too well... with gratuitous dashes of cinnamon sprinkled over them.

well, it's what you asked for look... ]

[Luke looks down at the plate and wrinkles his nose, because he's a fucking gentleman.]

Don't you know how to cut apple slices? Come on!

[But he'll still take the dish, scarfing down a slice, mumbling as it goes down.] I guesh iss pretty good anywaysh.

What? I... I did my best! It's just kind of tricky, alright?

[ frown. well, he does seem to be eating them well enough. she picks one off the plate herself, eating it. yeah, not bad. ]

[He sees her frown; he doesn't want her to just walk out, so he opts to pacify.]

It's not that bad. [And he mops it up happily, so there's that. When he speaks again, his voice is curious.] Hey, Makoto?

[ she seems placated by that... perhaps because part of her is actually surprised he said it. ]

What is it?

Do you wanna be my maid full-time?

[YOU COULD PRACTICE AND GET GOOD AT IT AND THEN YOU COULD LEARN TO MAKE APPLE SLICES JUST THE WAY HE LIKES THEM AND ]

F, full-time...?

But I... I still have something else I have to do. I can be a part-time maid while we're both stuck here, though.

[ sorry luke, being an idol will always come first... ]

Great! So I can call you if I'm in trouble, right?

[Reclining on the pillows. Yep, he can get used to this. He motions to her outfit again.] You're gonna need something a better than that if you're gonna be my maid, though.

Well... I guess so. I'll come running if I can.

[ if she's close enough, anyway. ]

I... I know that much! This was just the best I can do on short notice. I'll go to the store and get something better later. There's a big department store here, right?

[She will have multiple opportunities to test this.]

Yeah! [He chuckles a bit, his grin just this side of lecherous.] We could pick it out together.

Er... together?

Well... okay. Maybe you can help me pick a good one.

Yeah. I am the master, after all. I should have first pick of the design.

[Seems legit, right? SOMETHING SHORT. AND FRILLY. BUT MOSTLY SHORT.]

It has to be a cute one!

[ she has very pressing demands. ]

All right, fine! It'll be cute.

[And short--he hands her back the apple bowl, now clean of its contents.]

I want another one!

You... you ate it all already?

[ wow, his headache seems to have gone quickly. ]

You can have more after we go to the store. [ she wants her maid outfit okok. ]

B-but...my head...

[Nooooo Makoto he is sooooo sick and sooooo unhealthy can't you see he is just going to perish without your delicate services.]

[ ;3; ]

[ staring. staaaaring. staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaring.

and not really buying it. but alas... ]

Fine... but just one more time, okay!

[ she takes a few steps towards the kitchen, before turning back to face him. ]

Wait right here. [ and off she goes again, this time in a bit more of a hurry. geez, you're so demanding luke... ]

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