He'd never consider his knowledge of culinary anything special. While he'd improved on it while still on Auldrant...and worked, a bit, in a mall restaurant in the last world -- he still didn't consider his skills to be anything more than something that could be improved on. That was not something he had a problem with doing, but it wasn't going to be a priority on their current world.
Fortunately, for Gaara, Luke had come across a couple of dishes that might fit his tastes. Approaching one of the food stands, he easily moved through the other people. Fortunately, there were only a couple of curious people standing in their way, at the one he'd picked. Turning his head, he'd started to say something, only to be distracted by the smile. He silently cursed his own face for heating up, again. Awkwardly, he let out a soft laugh.
"Now that you mention it, I've never been able to do something, like that. Apparently, though--according to Ion--I'm part of the..." he started, before pausing, briefly, to tuck the flute away, "...Thief...'Job Class'. What about you?"
A faint fluttering within his chest was the result of that hand tightening on his own. One of his thumbs casually brushed one of Gaara's fingers, before he turned to see the line, of sorts, gone. Stepping up, he gestured towards the food that resembled...bacon -- as he remembered someone calling it, back in Saeng Seong, "It's called 'Streak o' lean', if I remember correctly. I tried some of it, already, but didn't...much care for it," he sheepishly admitted, "You might like it, though! If not, we can try another one." Grinning softly, he gave a soft shrug, and then went quiet so the ninja could properly check it out.
"Okay, kupo!" Ion said with a bit more excitement, than he'd meant to, after recovering from that next odd flutter.
Even though he hadn't been hungry, earlier, that was certainly not the case, anymore. The moogle nodded just a bit sheepishly, before going with her. It was curious to see his human hero acting that way towards another human -- he really was interested in finding out what it all meant. Luke hadn't acted that way towards any of the other humans he'd encountered, so far. Sure, he'd been friendly and nice, but...not like that, "Oh, that looks tasty..."
Ion gestured towards one of the food stands, and then to another, "Kupo...That, too."
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Fortunately, for Gaara, Luke had come across a couple of dishes that might fit his tastes. Approaching one of the food stands, he easily moved through the other people. Fortunately, there were only a couple of curious people standing in their way, at the one he'd picked. Turning his head, he'd started to say something, only to be distracted by the smile. He silently cursed his own face for heating up, again. Awkwardly, he let out a soft laugh.
"Now that you mention it, I've never been able to do something, like that. Apparently, though--according to Ion--I'm part of the..." he started, before pausing, briefly, to tuck the flute away, "...Thief...'Job Class'. What about you?"
A faint fluttering within his chest was the result of that hand tightening on his own. One of his thumbs casually brushed one of Gaara's fingers, before he turned to see the line, of sorts, gone. Stepping up, he gestured towards the food that resembled...bacon -- as he remembered someone calling it, back in Saeng Seong, "It's called 'Streak o' lean', if I remember correctly. I tried some of it, already, but didn't...much care for it," he sheepishly admitted, "You might like it, though! If not, we can try another one." Grinning softly, he gave a soft shrug, and then went quiet so the ninja could properly check it out.
"Okay, kupo!" Ion said with a bit more excitement, than he'd meant to, after recovering from that next odd flutter.
Even though he hadn't been hungry, earlier, that was certainly not the case, anymore. The moogle nodded just a bit sheepishly, before going with her. It was curious to see his human hero acting that way towards another human -- he really was interested in finding out what it all meant. Luke hadn't acted that way towards any of the other humans he'd encountered, so far. Sure, he'd been friendly and nice, but...not like that, "Oh, that looks tasty..."
Ion gestured towards one of the food stands, and then to another, "Kupo...That, too."