[Fuck yeah, dinner time. At least for Peko, the silence seems a little less tense now that they're actually finished cooking and Kuzuryuu isn't near anymore knives. And there's just something nice about sharing a meal with him that makes it easier to relax. She doesn't have the kind of weird social expectations she's expected to pick up on when she eats with her friends.
In that same vein, she's got nothing to say while they're eating unless he brings something else up first. She didn't have work earlier, so it's not even like there's any amusing anecdotes from her day, either. Not to mention she's still concerned about whatever it was that had made him so angry before, but she's not going to be the one to bring that up, either.]
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In that same vein, she's got nothing to say while they're eating unless he brings something else up first. She didn't have work earlier, so it's not even like there's any amusing anecdotes from her day, either. Not to mention she's still concerned about whatever it was that had made him so angry before, but she's not going to be the one to bring that up, either.]