...Then I'll be certain to invite you along. [ With a small, earnest smile. She loves helping people do what they like; she promised to help Goro for the same reason, to sponsor his dream of being a detective.
Even if, with all that Retrospec has been to the the past half year or so, that's gone slightly awry. It's okay. They're working on it. ] I'd pay for everything, naturally. I have quite a few friends who are
[ a beat, and she shuffles her pamphlets until Iwatodai is on top again ]
of a lower financial standing as I am, so to speak, so I'd naturally be fronting their expenses regardless... I wouldn't mind doing the same for you as well. [ She's sure they'd probably have comments about it, but all the same, she can afford it, so why shouldn't she? Not all of the time, no, not like some of her family members, but more than just "once in a blue moon". ] As long as you wouldn't mind that, of course.
[ There are certain things he's struggling to uphold in his life, among them being the ability to fend for himself and live without accepting help. It'd be earlier in the month where he had a conversation about how he can't continue living like that, but at the same time... Ugh. He needs to find a way to contribute, that isn't just his "company."
Thoughts that he keeps to himself and carefully off his face, though he can't take back the pause that had passed before he speaks. ]
...I'd be grateful for it. If it's ever something like a roadtrip, let me drive. I can cook too.
[ Little skills he picked up that's used for living on his own, but that doesn't mean they can't apply to a group. And even though he's sure Elizabeth can afford a limo and a driver, and five star restaurants any place that she wants to go to, surely there are times where friends can just live on their own and make do with what they each can contribute, right? It'll be like camping. ...In New York. ...Maybe this isn't feasible after all. ]
A chauffeur and a chef... [ ...Hmmm. ] A cheffeur.
[ Cute, Elizabeth. ]
Nevertheless, I'd be happy for both. While I can certainly drive, I admit I'm not accustomed to longer ones such as those of the fabled "roadtrip" variety, and my culinary skills are still not quite up-to-snuff. [ She isn't a terrible cook, but she doesn't have the variety or experience she wants to. ...Also, she prefers experimentation to following a recipe. It causes Goro a lot of grief, probably. ] On the condition that I'm allowed to pick the music. That's usually the privilege of those who call "shotgun," isn't it?
[ Cheffeur... You're banned, Elizabeth. Banned from your own roadtrip. ]
Driving upwards of ten hours a day can get tiring. Across much of the country, there's little scenery either. [ Just hours upon hours of corn fields. ] Shotgun gets to choose the music, and has more leg room. But the back seat's where the snacks are, where people play games or whatever. [ "Whatever," because he only knows these things from movies; heck if he's ever been on a roadtrip or had to drive more than just himself and one other person anywhere. ]
What a perilous decision, and one that should not be taken lightly. [ She frowns, taking this.... unsurprisingly seriously. After a moment though: ] Yes, I'm certain. It's a sacrifice, but I'm willing to make it... Besides, I have a guaranteed spot next to the window that way.
[ He's pretty sure people would let her have a window seat if she'd just ask/threaten to cut off finances for the trip, but all in all, he thinks Elizabeth's tastes in music should be easy to sit through while driving, even if he can't take it and give it that morose twist with his clarinet. ]
Depending on the size of the car, you could fit three to five more people. Anybody I would know?
[ Tell me your friends so I can make a conscious effort to be nice to them and not ruin this hypothetical trip before it even starts. ]
[ Hmm. Who would she really invite on this trip...? Akira and Akechi would probably love to go, as would Silver, and she'd like having them... but she already does spend plenty of time with them. This type of experience, maybe, should be one to strengthen bonds, to learn more about people she doesn't know too much about... And those between her and Minato's ages, ideally.
Elizabeth's eyebrows draw together thoughtfully. ]
Perhaps... Yato, Mizuki, Dave...? I believe Ryoji would enjoy the experience as well [ with a small, sad smile that's only there for a moment; for the small time they were in contact, she did like him well enough ] and... For a fifth... Chiyo.
[ He was mentally holding his breath for a potential car full of strangers, but to his surprise, he does know some of those names. This relief quickly turns to cold reality, though, because ]
I know some people with those names, but I don't know if they're the same people.
[ Somebody once doubted the idea that Minato has any friends to begin with, because he'd given Dave's name as an example of somebody he considered a friend, and "Dave" is common enough that it sounds like Minato just made him up. ]
Dave is one as well? [ ...how long has she known him and this has somehow never come up— look, plenty of people get very cool powers; she assumed he was a normal person and it was something like that. Then again, her being what she is also isn't something they've discussed...
After a moment, she nods. ] That is to say... That's correct. I'm glad you're friends with them as well—it makes this much easier, I think.
[ Dave messes with time and can't die; that makes him a god. Minato doesn't know the details extensively, but it doesn't really matter to him as long as he can appeal for extra hours now and again to get things done— honestly a god worth praying to. ]
Mm. Better with friends of friends than with complete strangers. Dave might want to backseat-DJ though.
[ Really the only person he can comment on, because he doesn't even know what Yato's true face looks like, having met him as Anya... Minato would recognize Chiyo and Ryoji on sight, though, and Mizuki was also mentioned off-hand to him at one point months ago, but not about anything good. It's a small world. ]
[ ...He probably would, and Elizabeth would probably let him; he's good people and she doesn't have a major preference for music. Or maybe it's better to say she doesn't have a bias against anything. Whichever.
So she gives a little shrug, it's okay. ] That would be fine... As long as you didn't mind, of course. Your car, your rules, I believe the saying goes?
We are not road tripping in my car. It's a used car and definitely wouldn't fit that many people unless they're strapped to the roofs.
[ Or stuffed into the truck, or something. In either case, Minato wouldn't trust his car to hold up to as much weight and distance as a road trip would require, without it breaking down in the middle of nowhere and leaving them stranded. ]
...She can drive, she just hasn't considered getting her own car until now— ]
I should invest in one regardless, really... though both my place of work, my residency, and the university aren't so far from each other that I'd given it any thought prior.
[ Did she mean rent, or- no, she would buy a car. Minato can see that. ]
I didn't need a car before moving here either, but they're useful. For carrying groceries, or getting to places after the trains or buses stop running... For a city as big as Recollé, having a car is convenient.
[ Says somebody who would never the five mile walking distance around his apartment if he could help it, but... Here he is in a subway station who knows how far from home. ]
Oh, I simply get my uncle's servants to help me with all of that.
[ .........she laughs softly after a brief pause, shaking her head. ]
Only kidding. He doesn't have servants—he hires those looking for odd jobs and such to do work around the house and things like that, or he does it himself... He's an outlier in our family. Something I'm thankful for, if I'm honest.
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...Then I'll be certain to invite you along. [ With a small, earnest smile. She loves helping people do what they like; she promised to help Goro for the same reason, to sponsor his dream of being a detective.
Even if, with all that Retrospec has been to the the past half year or so, that's gone slightly awry. It's okay. They're working on it. ] I'd pay for everything, naturally. I have quite a few friends who are
[ a beat, and she shuffles her pamphlets until Iwatodai is on top again ]
of a lower financial standing as I am, so to speak, so I'd naturally be fronting their expenses regardless... I wouldn't mind doing the same for you as well. [ She's sure they'd probably have comments about it, but all the same, she can afford it, so why shouldn't she? Not all of the time, no, not like some of her family members, but more than just "once in a blue moon". ] As long as you wouldn't mind that, of course.
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Thoughts that he keeps to himself and carefully off his face, though he can't take back the pause that had passed before he speaks. ]
...I'd be grateful for it. If it's ever something like a roadtrip, let me drive. I can cook too.
[ Little skills he picked up that's used for living on his own, but that doesn't mean they can't apply to a group. And even though he's sure Elizabeth can afford a limo and a driver, and five star restaurants any place that she wants to go to, surely there are times where friends can just live on their own and make do with what they each can contribute, right? It'll be like camping. ...In New York. ...Maybe this isn't feasible after all. ]
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[ Cute, Elizabeth. ]
Nevertheless, I'd be happy for both. While I can certainly drive, I admit I'm not accustomed to longer ones such as those of the fabled "roadtrip" variety, and my culinary skills are still not quite up-to-snuff. [ She isn't a terrible cook, but she doesn't have the variety or experience she wants to. ...Also, she prefers experimentation to following a recipe. It causes Goro a lot of grief, probably. ] On the condition that I'm allowed to pick the music. That's usually the privilege of those who call "shotgun," isn't it?
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Driving upwards of ten hours a day can get tiring. Across much of the country, there's little scenery either. [ Just hours upon hours of corn fields. ] Shotgun gets to choose the music, and has more leg room. But the back seat's where the snacks are, where people play games or whatever. [ "Whatever," because he only knows these things from movies; heck if he's ever been on a roadtrip or had to drive more than just himself and one other person anywhere. ]
Are you sure shotgun's where you want to be?
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What a perilous decision, and one that should not be taken lightly. [ She frowns, taking this.... unsurprisingly seriously. After a moment though: ] Yes, I'm certain. It's a sacrifice, but I'm willing to make it... Besides, I have a guaranteed spot next to the window that way.
[ The important things in life. ]
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Depending on the size of the car, you could fit three to five more people. Anybody I would know?
[ Tell me your friends so I can make a conscious effort to be nice to them and not ruin this hypothetical trip before it even starts. ]
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[ Hmm. Who would she really invite on this trip...? Akira and Akechi would probably love to go, as would Silver, and she'd like having them... but she already does spend plenty of time with them. This type of experience, maybe, should be one to strengthen bonds, to learn more about people she doesn't know too much about... And those between her and Minato's ages, ideally.
Elizabeth's eyebrows draw together thoughtfully. ]
Perhaps... Yato, Mizuki, Dave...? I believe Ryoji would enjoy the experience as well [ with a small, sad smile that's only there for a moment; for the small time they were in contact, she did like him well enough ] and... For a fifth... Chiyo.
[ IT'S SORT OF A SAUSAGE PARTY OTHERWISE. ]
Are any of those familiar to you?
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I know some people with those names, but I don't know if they're the same people.
[ Somebody once doubted the idea that Minato has any friends to begin with, because he'd given Dave's name as an example of somebody he considered a friend, and "Dave" is common enough that it sounds like Minato just made him up. ]
Yatogami and Dave, the two gods?
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Dave is one as well? [ ...how long has she known him and this has somehow never come up— look, plenty of people get very cool powers; she assumed he was a normal person and it was something like that. Then again, her being what she is also isn't something they've discussed...
After a moment, she nods. ] That is to say... That's correct. I'm glad you're friends with them as well—it makes this much easier, I think.
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Mm. Better with friends of friends than with complete strangers. Dave might want to backseat-DJ though.
[ Really the only person he can comment on, because he doesn't even know what Yato's true face looks like, having met him as Anya... Minato would recognize Chiyo and Ryoji on sight, though, and Mizuki was also mentioned off-hand to him at one point months ago, but not about anything good. It's a small world. ]
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So she gives a little shrug, it's okay. ] That would be fine... As long as you didn't mind, of course. Your car, your rules, I believe the saying goes?
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We are not road tripping in my car. It's a used car and definitely wouldn't fit that many people unless they're strapped to the roofs.
[ Or stuffed into the truck, or something. In either case, Minato wouldn't trust his car to hold up to as much weight and distance as a road trip would require, without it breaking down in the middle of nowhere and leaving them stranded. ]
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I'll simply buy one for the occasion, then.
[ You know, as you do.
...She can drive, she just hasn't considered getting her own car until now— ]
I should invest in one regardless, really... though both my place of work, my residency, and the university aren't so far from each other that I'd given it any thought prior.
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I didn't need a car before moving here either, but they're useful. For carrying groceries, or getting to places after the trains or buses stop running... For a city as big as Recollé, having a car is convenient.
[ Says somebody who would never the five mile walking distance around his apartment if he could help it, but... Here he is in a subway station who knows how far from home. ]
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[ .........she laughs softly after a brief pause, shaking her head. ]
Only kidding. He doesn't have servants—he hires those looking for odd jobs and such to do work around the house and things like that, or he does it himself... He's an outlier in our family. Something I'm thankful for, if I'm honest.