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She listened carefully as the other recalled memories of her young dreams, tearing small bits of cotton candy and letting them dissolve as the story unfolded. Hisoka couldn’t help herself, her brow quirked up in question, “Y-you fainted? But… you’re?” an assassin remained unspoken, as that was something you could’t just say at a carnival.
She shook her head, “Nuh uh, nope!” she waived a dismissive hand, jokingly of course, “There’s no way. I love food way too much to pick just one to eat forever. Surely you must be crazy. Think of all the food there is in the world! You’re asking me to pick just one? Impossible. You telling me you could pick just one thing to eat for the rest of your life?”
The smooth words were entirely foreign to her ear, but they sounded so pretty in Hisoka’s voice. Like music. Fei raised her eyebrows expectantly, waiting for some kind of translation which never came. Though, as her date moved on, her curiosity quelled, forgotten in the conversation. Picking another tuft of cotton candy, she considered the other girl’s explanation briefly. If she knew enough Italian to get around, and her dad had grown up there, knew enough to give her pointers... “Then what’s stopping you? From going to Italy?”
A giggle escaped the succubus’s lips at the admission that she could flirt in Italian at the very least. “And how would you know that? Are you out here flirting with Italian supermodels on the daily?” Though, in her own experience, words of flirtation seemed to be the easiest to remember in Cantonese as well. Perhaps that was simply because those were words that she quite literally needed to survive, right up there with asking for food and water and shelter.
Fei could only nod quickly in response, understanding the end of the question perfectly clear without clarification. “Yep. Things change, I guess. If only I’d figured that out years ago, I might’ve actually been able to fulfill my childhood dream of becoming a doctor.” By the time she discovered how desensitized she’d become to gore and the likes, she’d already been too far into her training as an assassin, already becoming Alex’s favorite little problem solver. At that point, deciding to go to medical school would have been quite useless, and truthfully the thought hadn’t even crossed Fei’s mind. She had found a family again after the death of her father, and she wouldn’t have traded it for anything.
Fei couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her in response to Hisoka’s opposition to her question. “In a hypothetical world where I could only eat one thing? Yeah, I’d pick sushi,” she answered easily, smile etched permanently into her lips. “Is that your answer? That you reject the existence of this hypothetical world all together?”
