Seimei.

[ She looks him over, her eyes flicking up and down his body. It's nothing weird. Or perhaps it's weirder than it should be. Emerald's semblance relies on her ability to observe the world around her, and her survival habits from the past rely on her ability to locate where a person keeps their valuables in their clothing. It's quick, so most people wouldn't notice it, and her red eyes end up back on his face as she tilts her head to gesture to a bench nearby. ]

There's a bench over there if you want.

[ She has been told not to sit on the ground enough by Akashi that she knows not to just suggest that first anymore, even if she doesn't mind. ]

You're not missing anything.

[ Truth be told, if he wasn't a stranger Emerald would've wanted to go somewhere indoors and clean. She's had her fill of filth and squalor for a life time, even if she's used to it. ]

I haven't had the chance to get new clothes in years back home. I like to try stuff here. I don't know about fashionable though, I just like stuff I can move in that draws people's focus where I want it.

[ That probably sounds an awful lot like she wants people to stare at her breasts. She heads to the bench and sits on one end, setting her bag on the bench between the two of them. ]

I don't care if you look as long as you aren't gross about it or expect anything.

[ If people are focused on her curves they're not focused on what her hands are doing, after all.

She takes the pizza box though and opens it up slowly, peeking in at first. ]

Nowhere near hungry, but I'll eat.

[ Despite herself, she hasn't been eating as much lately. She thinks on it for a moment, then decides that's probably something this weirdo would find interesting. She takes a slice out of the box, but before taking a bite, she shares: ]

Humans can survive for about a month and a half without food before you actually start dying of starvation, you know. As long as you have clean water.

Yeah. Obviously it isn't comfortable.

[ She takes a bite of the pizza. This is all personal experience for her, not some scientific tidbit she read out of a creepy news article or something. He seems really interested though, so she decides to keep talking about it. It's not something she's ever really talked about in detail, since no one's ever wanted to know. but he likes morbid stuff, clearly. The fact that she has food right now makes it a lot easier to talk about anyway. ]

The first week is the worst. Your body still remembers what it's like to feel full. Your mind constantly thinks about food, since it knows that's what it needs to work right. Your stomach hurts all the time, your sense of smell gets stronger since you starve craving and needing food. You can smell what people ate on them hours after they finished it. It becomes an obsession, and one you can't just distract yourself from or drink out of existence. After about a week though, it stops hurting. Your body's giving up on trying to get what it needs. You stop registering that something's wrong on a physical level, but since that's when things actually start to go wrong.

[ She pulls her knees up to her chest on the bench so she can balance the box on top of them while she eats, but she keeps her eyes on Seimei, as if trying to gauge what he's thinking. ]

[ She shrugs. SHe doesn't really know the science behind it or anything. She's going to finish chewing her bite before she starts talking again. This pizza is good.. it's not solving all of her problems. ]

Uhhh... Maybe? Or maybe not. [ She makes a face. ] It stops really hurting after that and you start getting really weak and tired all the time and that's when you start losing weight. Your brain feels like it's in a fog the whole time, and it could be like 80 degrees out and it's freezing cold. Which sucks because at that point it becomes harder to motivate yourself to go after food. Obviously there's a lot of... feelings and head games you put yourself through.

[ She doesn't want to talk about that. The physical stuff is one thing, the fear and panic and anger and everything she wants to distance herself from. But she's not going to deny it happens. ]

It gets weird too because when you're at that point, if you eat and you don't know where to get food after that then your brain isn't working right so it's like, is it worse to go back to hurting or to not eat until you've got a steady source? But then you remember, "oh right I might die" and eat too fast and it comes back up because your stomach isn't ready for it.

[ She takes another bite.. obviously she has a strong stomach at this point to not be bothered at all by what she's talking about while eating. ]

[ She's glad he doesn't seem to want more information. The physical stuff is easy to talk about but easily the easier part of that whole situation. She would have probably shut him down if he tried to push for more. She clearly relaxes a little bit when he seems to refocus a little and points the pizza slice she's got in her hand at him. ]

I'll eat the pizza as fast as I want.

[ Which is a seemingly normal pace, really. ]

Thanks for it. You sure you don't want a bite? [ She sets the partially eaten slice back into the box and grabs one that she hasn't bitten into yet. He said he didn't like germs, after all. ]

Oh.

[ she can't help but grin a little at his ears though, even if she's still down. The tiredness from being as upset as she has been for weeks now isn't going to fade away so easily, but at least she seems not to be totally broken anymore.

Or she's got a lot of practice making the faces she's supposed to. Even emerald isn't so sure any more. ]

That's even better, I can stop feeling like you're going to take it back.

[ Look years of resource guarding gives her anxiety even if she doesn't show it on her face as much any more. ]

I can cook, can I make something and just drop it off as payback sometime?

[ Not that she minds being in debt-- it's an excuse to keep seeing someone, but she isnt going to take advantage of that. ]