[There is the briefest smile. Even a squeeze back of the fingers. Unfortunately Kei needs his hand back to navigate the minefield of spoons and forks. At least most of the food seems to be straightforward. He knows how soup and salad work.
But the next dish... he's not quite sure if it's edible, or one of the dreaded flower arrangements promised earlier. He chances a glance at Kaoru.]
What is this?
[He hopes that's quiet enough to pass under the conversational level. But their hostess may still pick up on it...]
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But the next dish... he's not quite sure if it's edible, or one of the dreaded flower arrangements promised earlier. He chances a glance at Kaoru.]
What is this?
[He hopes that's quiet enough to pass under the conversational level. But their hostess may still pick up on it...]