The Goltbred heiress eventually pulled Qat to come with her on a 'digestive walk' through the outer garden. She wanted to talk about a lot of things, but started with what had happened on her way back on the train instead of grilling her about the strange spiritual responses earlier.
'She needs to stop thinking about this other person and go back to thinking about me at least for today!'
…Part of it *might* have also been an attempt to look 'cool' and take over all that 'admiration' because of her short adventure. After completely explaining to an invested but quiet swordswoman about the 'small event' she had with the Voidling Scout, the first question out of the Yecine's mouth was very unexpected!
"Did it taste good?"
"N-no? Not at all, really. I'm sure you've gotten sand in your mouth before. It's like that, but drier. Why… is that the first thing you wanted to know?"
Full disclosure - I should be asleep while writing this thought/note!
* If this chapter were a sandwich * :
The bottom layer of dense emotional support would be the nice filling meat,
The middle layer of painful admissions would be tangy pickle and tomato,
The top layer of macabre joke and fluffy interaction would be some sort of pimento cheese spread.
Or maybe it's all just solid cheese between the bread, YMMV.
What made me pick this strange format today? I told you, I should be asleep. Things get weird...
So, don't ask me Rye.