Ice cream, like most of the 'normal' food she's seen, has never been especially appetizing. It smells cold as much as anything else, and while cold isn't too bad on its own, it's nowhere near as good as warm. She thinks it must have some protein in it, because there's a faint edge to its scent that she can't dismiss: the sense that if things were truly desperate, it might be better than nothing. But it's never appealed to her.
She know it appeals to just about everyone else, though, and she lights up at the thought of giving it a try now that everything is different.
"Yes, please," she says, taking his hand and all but hauling him towards the kitchen. "What else should we try? What are your favorites?"
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Date: 2018-01-25 02:39 am (UTC)From:She know it appeals to just about everyone else, though, and she lights up at the thought of giving it a try now that everything is different.
"Yes, please," she says, taking his hand and all but hauling him towards the kitchen. "What else should we try? What are your favorites?"