I think it's the sorta thing where you don't know until you hit 'em?
[Yeah, this is completely an extension of their uszh. There's a ton of stuff he could try to teach Dave about when it comes to his home, but nothing comes to mind so apparently strong that it strikes him in any direction.
And it gets him to thinking about how different culturally they really are? Ryuji's only really ever known other Japanese people, but standing in a hall filled with pictures of America, those sort of differences are a little more apparent than usual. Not that any of that actually mattered here, up in space, after all. It's not like either of them are shining beacons of the refinements of their respective home environments.]
Aight.
Can I ask my hot American boyfriend to teach me more about his slang, then? [Ryuji smiles, albeit a little sheepishly. Comes up pretty much every time he mentions the b word to begin with, but he's getting better at it for sure.]
Oh, yeah. Dessert. Man, I kinda wish I still had some twizzlers to share with ya, but. Spoiler alert, it's a cupcake. I tried to ask it to, like... draw a heart on it?
[Oh, boy. Biting down on his bottom lip, he shrugs, and bends down to the portable picnic basket he's got going on. Underneath the cloth is what looks like some sort of baked goods pie, but he sure as shit (...) ain't touching that, instead opting for a cupcake in a small container that has a flat, cylindrical displacement of icing.
He pops it open to show Dave, and lo and behold, it... sure is a cupcake. With an anatomically correct looking heart on top of it, scanned in some way like it was 3D printed on.]
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[Yeah, this is completely an extension of their uszh. There's a ton of stuff he could try to teach Dave about when it comes to his home, but nothing comes to mind so apparently strong that it strikes him in any direction.
And it gets him to thinking about how different culturally they really are? Ryuji's only really ever known other Japanese people, but standing in a hall filled with pictures of America, those sort of differences are a little more apparent than usual. Not that any of that actually mattered here, up in space, after all. It's not like either of them are shining beacons of the refinements of their respective home environments.]
Aight.
Can I ask my hot American boyfriend to teach me more about his slang, then? [Ryuji smiles, albeit a little sheepishly. Comes up pretty much every time he mentions the b word to begin with, but he's getting better at it for sure.]
Oh, yeah. Dessert. Man, I kinda wish I still had some twizzlers to share with ya, but. Spoiler alert, it's a cupcake. I tried to ask it to, like... draw a heart on it?
[Oh, boy. Biting down on his bottom lip, he shrugs, and bends down to the portable picnic basket he's got going on. Underneath the cloth is what looks like some sort of baked goods pie, but he sure as shit (...) ain't touching that, instead opting for a cupcake in a small container that has a flat, cylindrical displacement of icing.
He pops it open to show Dave, and lo and behold, it... sure is a cupcake. With an anatomically correct looking heart on top of it, scanned in some way like it was 3D printed on.]
...Yeah