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Hello~!? Is there any one- woah.

[There was a new face in Wonderland and at the moment she was covered in dirt. After spending the night inside a dirt hole (thanks for that, Illumi) she was finally making her way about the mansion. She had just walked into the dinner room and pulled her glasses up in awe.]

This is fancy. What did I stumble upon, some sort of palace?

[She reached a table and picked up a glass flicking at it just to make sure she wasn't dreaming all of this up. Luxuries like these were rare if not non-existent in her world. She took a seat bouncing on the cushioned chair just for the hell of it. This definitely was a new standard for her. She picked up a glass and examined it, tapping it with her nail curiously.]

Too bad this place seems to be abandoned, I could really use a glass of wate-

[Just like that, the glass began to fill forcing the girl out of the chair and the glass out of her hand. It landed on the floor with a loud crash.]

Did that thing just...

[She moved to the table picking up another glass. Again, it filled up with water. She didn't drop it this time and instead brought it slowly to her nose. It smelled like water. She peered through the glass at that clear liquid. It looked like water. She slowly brought it to her lips and took a sip.]

It is water. [What the hell is going on here.] Where is it coming from?!

[Guess who is going to get all the glasses in the room filled with water at this rate...]

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[ Illumi watches as the food appears on the brown haired woman's plate in the middle of her account, his frown ever present during the action. He doesn't plan on voicing his displeasure over how she did not even have to speak aloud for the wish to work, but he's not the least bit happy about it. He's actually keeping his mind as blank as possible now on any thoughts of food though he had a feeling that if it really is the case that you can just think of food and it's going to appear, any minute now something might. ]

Have you verified that that is the case?

[ To Illumi, just because this appears to be the rules, it seems off to him. It doesn't seem balanced. Like, say, what if he were to specifically wish for a bento box like his mother makes it? Would this world suddenly be able to — ]

Huh?

[ — belatedly, he realises he did what he was trying not to do and now in front of him on top of the plate is a bento box. He doesn't tense any more than he already had been, but he does look a little surprised. ]

Ooh, what is that!

[Come one, Illumi. Here she has a piece of bread and you come up with something fancy and pretty? Not that she's judging but that definitely looks like it belongs to a girl. She leans forward.]

You didn't even wish for food, you wished for a pretty box. What's in it?

[ Illumi is quiet for a moment, and does not make any move to touch the bento box. He hears Hange's remarks but is lost in suspiciously eyeing the ~~pretty not girly okay~~ container of food that materialised in from of him. ]

This... is a type of lunchbox.

[ He finally answers as he goes to open it, removing the top half from the bottom half first. Then, he takes the beautifully decorated top lid off. ]

Ah...

[ While Illumi's tone is still really leveled, there is a hint of surprise as he says that exclamation. He next takes off the other lid to reveal the full contents. ]

Mom would make this for me to eat for lunch during days I had work.

[ And because he had been thinking about it in theory, Wonderland gave it to him. Illumi's not trying to frown at it, but he really did not want to wish for anything, especially since he's still not sure of what sort of price any wish comes with. He pulls the chopsticks from the inside of the decorated lid and with them picks up one of the tamagoyaki, then points it towards Hange. ]

Want to try?

[ Better her than him first if something indeed is off about wishing for things, especially since she already drank fabricated water. ]

[Hange had no reservations in eating things from strangers. She had drank the water from here and is food seemed to have happy faces on it. She could totally handle this. Without another question she took it from him curious to know what the things he was using were.]

I see you'r eating with sticks. [She popped the food into her mouth and chewed.] What a strange taste.

Well, this is what normally is used to eat with when someone has this type of lunchbox.

[ He's not sure how else to explain it beyond that really. }

They are called chopsticks.

[ So yes, they are sticks, he thinks to himself, but as she already seems to realise this, it would be redundant to mention it. He watches Hange as she eats it and remarks that it tasted strange, and makes no move to eat any himself. At least not just yet. ]

What exactly makes it taste strange?

[ In the back of his mind, he thinks it could be poisoned, for just because he wished it into being, he is still wary of what price comes with it. And poisoned food seems pretty reasonable. It does not even occur to him that it might be the food in general that is unfamiliar to her.

He picks up another piece of food from the bento — this time one of the octopus-shaped sausages — takes an inspecting glance at it before pointing it towards Hange, repeating his earlier action. ]

[She took the next article of food she was offered squishing it between her fingers before popping it into her mouth and chewing. This one strange, completely chew-able but it tasted completely different. She hummed.]

I've never tasted anything like it. This one tastes good despite it's strange chewy texture. [And she finally swallowed.] It's not poisoned if that's what you're worried about. Can I try some of that other stuff?

[ Illumi reflects that he's been tense through this whole exchange since he's entered the mansion and dining hall, so he should not be so surprised by her impression that he was suspicious of the food being poisoned. He had intently however watched her reaction to sampling both pieces of food, before finally picking up one of the apple bunnies with his chopsticks and bringing it to his own mouth. He takes a small bite after examining it and chews. Nothing had smelled or tasted off as he chewed then swallowed the apple. And even assuming the possibility a tasteless or odorless poison, unless it was something unknown or strong enough to kill a whale, he would be fine.

So while he had been worried of it being poisoned, he was more concerned with it effecting the woman eating it and not him. For himself, he was more considering the chance of some sort of other mysterious consequence. ]

You didn't think to ask what it was before eating it? ...Well, I'll tell you.

For the first one, it is grilled egg and rice. The second was sausage. They usually are shaped like an octopus when put inside this type of lunchbox.

[ He pauses to eat the rest of the apple bunny he has in his chopsticks then picks up one to give to her. It's his favourite part of the bentos his mother would make him and his tone when he speaks next is faintly tinted with a bit more emotion than his normal one. ]

This is an apple bunny.

Why bother asking, I know you were going to end up telling me.

[She took one of the apple bunny's and bit off its ears.]

What a strange thing to turn food into objects.

♕ First Experiment ♕ video . // Inside the Mansion

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