Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2013 19:08:07 GMT -5
It was incredible to Zia how much responsibility Sin was taking upon herself. She wasn't sure she could have shouldered it as effortlessly - although to hear Sin talk about it, it almost didn't seem like a dangerous mission. As casual about it as if it was next on the checklist of chores. Zia shivered slightly. Sin's next words made her look up, gold eyes bright.
"Of course! I'd be honored to help!" She grinned widely, eyes squinting in delight. "I mean..." she paused. "...I'll be scared," she said slowly, "but if it's to help my sister, I'd love to lend my strength. I'll be there for every battle!"
Sin's next words caused her to take a mental step back.
"Can you get...? Yeah! They have it in almost every restaraunt. I mean, the ones that serve burgers. I had one with my dad when he visited Utah for a while, and my roommate made me some when I had just arrived at Shibusen! It's really yummy! I'll treat you to a real American hamburger sometime. And a milkshake. Do you like milkshakes?" Zia paused, thoughtful. "What is your favorite food? I don't really know much about the food in countries to the south. Or, um, a lot of things about them, actually," she added, sheepish about the gaps in her knowledge.
Zia didn't know much about Sin's daily life, she realized. The Africa Sin lived in was much different than the one Zia knew, and Zia was curious. What was Sin's home like? What did she do for fun? Zia wondered if she should ask it all right then and there, or research it first. Either way, she was going to make sure that Sin had the best possible time in America. She made a mental note to check out books at the library about Zulu culture - the less Sin had to explain, the more they could talk about - and one on America, since there was a lot Zia still didn't know about her father's country of birth. In any case, Zia did look forward to hearing more stories from her new sister about everything.
"Of course! I'd be honored to help!" She grinned widely, eyes squinting in delight. "I mean..." she paused. "...I'll be scared," she said slowly, "but if it's to help my sister, I'd love to lend my strength. I'll be there for every battle!"
Sin's next words caused her to take a mental step back.
"Can you get...? Yeah! They have it in almost every restaraunt. I mean, the ones that serve burgers. I had one with my dad when he visited Utah for a while, and my roommate made me some when I had just arrived at Shibusen! It's really yummy! I'll treat you to a real American hamburger sometime. And a milkshake. Do you like milkshakes?" Zia paused, thoughtful. "What is your favorite food? I don't really know much about the food in countries to the south. Or, um, a lot of things about them, actually," she added, sheepish about the gaps in her knowledge.
Zia didn't know much about Sin's daily life, she realized. The Africa Sin lived in was much different than the one Zia knew, and Zia was curious. What was Sin's home like? What did she do for fun? Zia wondered if she should ask it all right then and there, or research it first. Either way, she was going to make sure that Sin had the best possible time in America. She made a mental note to check out books at the library about Zulu culture - the less Sin had to explain, the more they could talk about - and one on America, since there was a lot Zia still didn't know about her father's country of birth. In any case, Zia did look forward to hearing more stories from her new sister about everything.