yowokomete: (何のおもてなしもできませんが)

[personal profile] yowokomete 2013-06-17 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's a more understandable explanation. Shonagon serves herself a small portion, struck by the sharp, salty smell.

"But what is that on it?"
nicecollarbones: (uwaah...)

[personal profile] nicecollarbones 2013-06-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
It's odd, realizing that she doesn't know -- he wonders what sort of food she's accustomed to.

"Do you have cows where you're from? Or goats?" She must at least be familiar with mammals, right?
yowokomete: (めざわりだ)

[personal profile] yowokomete 2013-06-17 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, don't judge. It's only like 998 A.D. where she's from.

She frowns. "Cows? Yes. They're work animals; they pull the carts. They have such darling eyes, even if they're not very intelligent."
nicecollarbones: (to my vampire heart once more)

[personal profile] nicecollarbones 2013-06-17 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles! A shy, warm smile that surely has only the best intentions behind it!

"This is their milk! Ah, but it has to be left for a while... eventually, if you leave it in the heat, it will develop a smell and turn solid, and then it's called cheese." He pauses for a moment, then adds, helpfully, "There are many different sorts of it; some of them are made to grow mold, even, to give it a special taste."

One most note that Hei, while being a connoisseur of all things edible, does not have a very good idea of how cheese is, in fact, made. But neither does she, so it hardly matters.
yowokomete: (トランスにひっかかりもしないで)

[personal profile] yowokomete 2013-06-17 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
By the end of Hei's explanation, Shonagon has gone rather pale. She desperately wishes she could hold up her fan to conceal the expression of faint horror on her face.

She leans closer to Hei, lowering her voice. "I...see. Thank you; you do seem to be very knowledgeable about this sort of thing. And since you're such an enthusiast, perhaps I could offer you my portion?"