Donnie's smile is a touch tight at that, but he ducks his head a bit in some sort of silent apology. He draws his fingers back with the lightest of frowns, but he doesn't object as he quickly gathers the things that had scattered before going to wash. Not entirely necessary, he still thinks, because he hasn't been directly working with the forge and components like these need to be kept as clean and grime-free as possible.
He's wiping off his hands with a clean rag that he tucks into his belt when he comes back. Shu at least wouldn't have had too difficult a job; Donnie always keeps a pretty clean space, even when he has a lot of things going on. He sits himself down, his stomach not bothering to hide its protests about being forgotten (again).
"What's on the menu today?" he wonders aloud as he unties the handkerchief around the box, trying not to look too eager about it. Considering their last conversation, he can't help but look a bit wary about what Shu says next.
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Date: 2025-03-09 08:50 pm (UTC)He's wiping off his hands with a clean rag that he tucks into his belt when he comes back. Shu at least wouldn't have had too difficult a job; Donnie always keeps a pretty clean space, even when he has a lot of things going on. He sits himself down, his stomach not bothering to hide its protests about being forgotten (again).
"What's on the menu today?" he wonders aloud as he unties the handkerchief around the box, trying not to look too eager about it. Considering their last conversation, he can't help but look a bit wary about what Shu says next.
"...what about?" he asks cautiously.