[Ilsa pauses in gathering the bananas on the counter, clicks her tongue, and proceeds to carefully slip several bundles of them into a bag. And then some more, and then some more...
She's not sure if she should be the one to initiate the rest of the conversation, so she's silent for a while longer while she ties it up and sets it aside, and sweeps down the counter with a cloth before she finally turns to look at him.
And even then, she can barely meet his gaze, her eyes staring past him or at Valo instead.]
I assume you didn't intend to come here to talk about what happened.
[Given how stunned he looked when he saw her out in her garden, this was all just a chance meeting, wasn't it?]
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She's not sure if she should be the one to initiate the rest of the conversation, so she's silent for a while longer while she ties it up and sets it aside, and sweeps down the counter with a cloth before she finally turns to look at him.
And even then, she can barely meet his gaze, her eyes staring past him or at Valo instead.]
I assume you didn't intend to come here to talk about what happened.
[Given how stunned he looked when he saw her out in her garden, this was all just a chance meeting, wasn't it?]