[She's trying not to judge, but that just sounds like so little food. Usagi can't imagine surviving on that little.]
No don't apologize! There's nothing wrong with things being unfamiliar, it just means I get to learn something new! You shouldn't have to apologize just for being yourself!
[She listens intently, trying to repeat the sounds but inevitably messing up the tonalities.]
Li-xiàoshéng? [A pause, Usagi makes a face. No, that wasn't quite right.] Xiǎoshěng? I'll get it right eventually!
[And she will! It's just going to take a few tries.]
Li-xiǎoshēng? [A grin, because success!] Li-xiǎoshēng!
[Oh right, she should actually listen to what Li-xiǎoshēng's saying and not just focusing on how to say her name.]
-San might be easier, because it's what I'm used to, but that doesn't make it better. Would you prefer Li-xiǎoshēng?
[After all, if she ended up homesick, having someone who at least addressed her like they would back home would probably feel nice, right?]
I'm pretty used to taking care of people. [Though it's not like she can easily explain why. Though she gets sidetracked again.] You're training to be a bodyguard? That's so cool!
[But also, protecting people is kind of part of Usagi's whole job and destiny. Or at least it was back home. Maybe it's not here, but... hm.]
In that case, how about we protect each other then! That way it's more equal.
[A pause, because while she's getting better. Usagi's cooking skills are still pretty mediocre. There are a few things she can make reliably, but she's not on Ikuko-Mama or Makoto's level for sure. Honestly, she's not even on Mamoru's level.]
I mean... I cook a little? But usually I just eat other people's cooking.
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[She's trying not to judge, but that just sounds like so little food. Usagi can't imagine surviving on that little.]
No don't apologize! There's nothing wrong with things being unfamiliar, it just means I get to learn something new! You shouldn't have to apologize just for being yourself!
[She listens intently, trying to repeat the sounds but inevitably messing up the tonalities.]
Li-xiàoshéng? [A pause, Usagi makes a face. No, that wasn't quite right.] Xiǎoshěng? I'll get it right eventually!
[And she will! It's just going to take a few tries.]
Li-xiǎoshēng? [A grin, because success!] Li-xiǎoshēng!
[Oh right, she should actually listen to what Li-xiǎoshēng's saying and not just focusing on how to say her name.]
-San might be easier, because it's what I'm used to, but that doesn't make it better. Would you prefer Li-xiǎoshēng?
[After all, if she ended up homesick, having someone who at least addressed her like they would back home would probably feel nice, right?]
I'm pretty used to taking care of people. [Though it's not like she can easily explain why. Though she gets sidetracked again.] You're training to be a bodyguard? That's so cool!
[But also, protecting people is kind of part of Usagi's whole job and destiny. Or at least it was back home. Maybe it's not here, but... hm.]
In that case, how about we protect each other then! That way it's more equal.
[A pause, because while she's getting better. Usagi's cooking skills are still pretty mediocre. There are a few things she can make reliably, but she's not on Ikuko-Mama or Makoto's level for sure. Honestly, she's not even on Mamoru's level.]
I mean... I cook a little? But usually I just eat other people's cooking.