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This is a catch-all inbox for Uendo Toneido! Some things are just better handled one-on-one. Otherwise you risk getting


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[righthandstand]

[Uendo is back to his cheerful mode so quickly after the museum, like a controlled, mature twist on Okuyasu's mood swings. There's something incredible about being around an adult who knows how to switch gears depending on the situation.

Even if he is spacing out at breakfast. Maybe he's tired.]

Wanna do tamagoyaki? It's my reward for getting through that museum.

[He pulls out a container of eggs and slides the sugar bowl next to the range.]

whoops I lost this

[whirluendo_of_puns]

Sounds like a plan! I'd say we all earned it.

[The answer comes out on auto-pilot. Uendo's had years of practice maintaining small talk while his mind is only half-present. Most of it comes from rakugo training; you're always there to entertain, even while you're off stage. And you certainly never let people know you're not 100% in control of your life. It's probably not healthy, but what can you do.

...What was he doing again? Right. Tea. Black tea with milk for Okuyasu. 100% in control.]

no problem!

[righthandstand]

[Okuyasu goes through the learned motions of cracking eggs and adding the sugar. He might not be good at anything, but he knows how not to go hungry. Everyone has to pull through in the household, else they're dragging everyone down. Keicho may have been a bad person, but he was smart.

He fumbles through the drawers for a moment when he realizes he didn't get all the equipment needed.]

Where's the spatula?