[ She blinks, having honestly not expected that kind of answer from a bird. While it's clearly not a normal bird, is this some kind of spiritual beast? Why does Shino have a spiritual beast? And such a rude one!! (And, more noteworthy, one that feels rather demonic.)
She looks over at Shino, arms folded—wait, why is he looking away and blushing? Shi Qingxuan tilts her head, trying to catch his eye. ]
This is your spiritual beast, Shino?
[ ...Spiritual beasts aren't like pets, and this one can even speak and, she assumes, remember what Shino tells it enough that it knows she's a god.
So, she treats it respectfully enough to stop trying to get Shino's attention and instead get it some of that meat it demanded. From the fridge, she pulls out some strips of meat that were probably going to be eaten later, and sets them on a plate. Have to entertain both her friend and his companion! ]
Ah, right, right. Here, this is for Murasame. I hope it's to your taste.
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She looks over at Shino, arms folded—wait, why is he looking away and blushing? Shi Qingxuan tilts her head, trying to catch his eye. ]
This is your spiritual beast, Shino?
[ ...Spiritual beasts aren't like pets, and this one can even speak and, she assumes, remember what Shino tells it enough that it knows she's a god.
So, she treats it respectfully enough to stop trying to get Shino's attention and instead get it some of that meat it demanded. From the fridge, she pulls out some strips of meat that were probably going to be eaten later, and sets them on a plate. Have to entertain both her friend and his companion! ]
Ah, right, right. Here, this is for Murasame. I hope it's to your taste.
[ There! Right on the table for you!
And a few almond cookies for Shino, too. ]