#( bc for one he's being a lot nicer to opacho than he is to kagura )

[lostusagis]

She was pretty quiet. Definitely not something he was used to when eating here, Kamui in general was the type to be talkative too. He hadn't forced any kind of conversation though, when he sat across from Opacho to eat as well. What would they talk about anyway? Aside from when she asked questions due to her own curiosity. So, he just focused on eating his noodles, she'd end up finishing first since her portion had been less than his. He'd halt his eating to respond to her though.

''She's probably working right now with that samurai she lives with, which is why she's not around. Don't worry though, I drop by unannounced all the time. She never minds. She might be a little surprised I have you tagging along though. But that's it.''

She was quite content with watching Blue and Steve hunt for clues for about twenty minutes, then she changed the channel. Flicking through the programs before settling on another cartoon, this one being about a boy named Shin and all the shenanigans he gets into with his family and friends. While engrossed in her cartoon Opacho could smell the food as it was being cooked, the pleasing scents made her mouth water and tummy grumble, hopefully Kamui would be finished soon.

Eventually he finished and Opacho's eyes were immediately drawn to the plates set down in front of her. She turns off the TV and waits patiently as Kamui dishes her up some food, accepting it happily with a small thanks. As she holds her chopsticks and gathers up a bit of the noodles Opacho quickly shoves the bite in her mouth.

"It's fine." She murmurs after chewing and swallowing, humming in content after getting some food in her stomach. "Opacho didn't mind waiting." Opacho is quiet as she eats, with the only sound coming from her is her chopsticks tapping against her plate. That one plate was more than enough for her, on top of the two meat buns she'd previously consumed she finds herself feeling pretty full.

"Thank you for the meal," she says setting her plate down on the table and ducking her head politely in a bow like she was taught. Opacho then leans back on the couch, debating if she wanted to watch more tv, but then glances at Kamui, interested to learn more about him. She takes another glance around the small apartment, then back at the Yato. "How come your sister's not home? Will she be mad if we're here?"