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[ It looks like Riku's packed to go on a trip, dragging what would be a small truckload of items in a wagon down the street. Paper bags, mostly, with a heavy backpack secured over one shoulder. It's a particularly warm summer evening, and she's wearing a pair of baggy shorts with an equally loose t-shirt. One that falls off of her shoulders to reveal the yellow straps of what's probably a bathing suit underneath. But swimming isn't in her plans.

Now, there aren't many places to travel to in that particular kind of attire, and her destination is fairly predictable. She's heading toward the docks, after all. That being said, she's probably willing to take along some company. ]

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[She'll pull up to the dock easily and cut the power.]

We're here.

[Hello island, he missed you. He's actually paying attention to what's going on now, waiting for the boat to stop before he attempts to get out of it.]

So we are.

[Once they've stopped, she'll climb out of the boat to tie it to the dock, then straighten up to look out at the island for a moment before turning back to him.]

Pass me the bags?

[He grabs a couple bags, then looks at the rest.]

Nah, I think I'll keep them in the boat with me.

[He's not serious; he actually holds the bags out for her to grab just a second or two after he says that.]

[She's going to bop him on the head with one of those bags when he does. It's full of like, leaves, so it won't hurt at all, but still.]

[Unless paper bags happen to be his true weakness. Which they aren't, so he's just going to duck the bag and grab a few more, setting them up on the dock so he grab the rest.]

[She looks vaguely amused, at least, and will be picking up as many of those bags as possible in her arms. She'll wait until he's put them all up and is ready to climb out of the boat himself before she stops walking.]

[He will grab the rest after he climbs out of the boat. And follow her wherever she's going, because he has no idea.]

What are you planning on making with all of this?

[She's headed... this way!]

Food.

[Going...that way!]

Just for you?

No. Anyone. No one in particular. I don't know how to make small meals.

[She smirks.]

[Does that mean that he can steal bits of whatever she's making? He will, especially if there's fish.]

That's about all I can make. I'm used to cooking for myself.

So am I. But... this stuff, I learned from my dad. Usually during the festivals or birthday parties.

[She shrugs. There will be lots of fish he can steal.]

You learned how to cook from your dad? My mom was the one that did most of the cooking.

[And the teaching how to cook.]

Dad built us a smokehouse, though.

I've met more than one person who told me our parents were the same, only swapped.

[How does that knowledge feel, Riku?]

[It feels vaguely like awkward.]

I figured I wasn't the first person to say something like that.

[He's momentarily distracted when one of the bags he's carrying starts slipping out of his arms and he has to adjust the rest of them to prevent it from happening.]

Nah, not quite. Do you need me to take some of those?

[She's having no trouble whatsoever-]

No, I'm fine.

[Just not paying attention. See, he's got it now.]

If you're sure.

[Smug girl. Almost sounds like a Riku. Oh wait.]

Of course I'm sure. Where are we going with this stuff?

['Almost' but not quite.]

We're almost there.

[Maybe.]

Okay.

[Wherever there is. You and your non-answers, girlself.]

[They'll get there eventually, and that's what matters.]

I'm just storing these bags for now.

[He's just going to stop trying to hold a conversation with her eventually because it's like talking to his subconscious or something.]

Ah...and I thought I'd get to see your cooking skills. I'm disappointed.

I could give you an invitation when I'm ready to put all this to use. I still have to find meat first.

[Where the hell is she going to find a whole huge pig?]