"I'd say so. It's not like ya'll got a walmart you can just run down to...that reminds me." He broke into another grin. "I gotta take you to walmart. It's like a market that's inside one building."
"Huuuuge!" He leaned up and spread his arms out, spilling most of his coffee. "It has everything. Food, clothes, building supplies, medicine, things to clean your house with, plants, live animals..."
Ginko listened with clear interest, his one eye wide. "Seriously? That sounds..." He trailed off, looking vaguely concerned for a moment. Crap, what word was he going to use.
"Right, right." He leaned backward and reached into his bag again. He'd brought all the important stuff down with him. He didn't know if Japan had bears and he wasn't about to find out.
"Trailmix." He tugged out the bag and offered it to Ginko. "And we've gooot...bread. And jerky."
"Looks like it's got--" ... "Nevermind. You'll figure it out."
He helped himself to a few strips of jerky at once and shivered. Nice as the fire was, it was still winter. A real winter. With snow. Runaway crush or no, bodies in closer proximity were just warmer so he shuffled around the side of the fire Ginko was sitting on.
Ginko chewed up and swallowed his mouthful of trailmix, taking another gulp of coffee before setting down his mug. He sat there for another few moments, staring into the fire, and, without even really thinking about it, started to lean against JW. He was warm and he was there, screw it.
"'S freezing out here."
Probably wouldn't be quite so bad if he hadn't spent a couple hours sitting at the bottom of a cliff in the snow, but whatever.
JW leaned away a little just so that he could crane his neck around and look Ginko in his remaining eye.
"No shittin'? And of course I am! I'm from the middle of Tennessee, I don't know a lick of Japanese! Well. I guess I know how to say goodbye. Say-yuh-narrh-a."
He stared at JW for another couple seconds before letting out another snort of laughter. "Well, whatever's going on, I think it'd be better for us both if you stuck with English. Definitely pretty strange, though; it's sounded to me like you've been speaking Japanese all this time."
And yet somehow he'd never thought to question it. Huh.
"I don't know any other languages!" He went back to leaning against James with a grin, prodding him lightly with one elbow. "Can't believe we didn't notice this earlier."
"It's pretty good." Speaking of which, that reminded him it existed. He took some more, dropping it in his mouth and just speaking around it. "Don't really get to try anything like this much around here."
On the rare occasions that it was even available, it wasn't like he could really afford it.
"I gotta bring you some oreos, man. Best damn thing you've ever putt in your mouth. With milk! You're gonna love it!" He held out a hand as if showing Ginko the world. "There's so much you deserve to see. Soon as that leg of yours get better and these coat hangers drop off my head, we're going."
"Yeah?" He guessed it would be now that he thought about it. They were what made him stand out and he'd had them as long as Ginko had known him. That meant Ginko would eventually see his stupid little fuzzy nubs that he tried to hide with a hat as long as he could.
JW didn't expect a reaction like that at all and Ginko's laughter just made him laugh, big ugly loud guffaws at his own stupid joke. Ginko's bulk was making him lean.
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A moment later, he paused. "...We've got food out here, right? Should probably eat."
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"Trailmix." He tugged out the bag and offered it to Ginko. "And we've gooot...bread. And jerky."
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"What's in this?"
He said, immediately before shoving it into his mouth without waiting for a response.
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He helped himself to a few strips of jerky at once and shivered. Nice as the fire was, it was still winter. A real winter. With snow. Runaway crush or no, bodies in closer proximity were just warmer so he shuffled around the side of the fire Ginko was sitting on.
"Hi."
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Ginko chewed up and swallowed his mouthful of trailmix, taking another gulp of coffee before setting down his mug. He sat there for another few moments, staring into the fire, and, without even really thinking about it, started to lean against JW. He was warm and he was there, screw it.
"'S freezing out here."
Probably wouldn't be quite so bad if he hadn't spent a couple hours sitting at the bottom of a cliff in the snow, but whatever.
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But then Weed Brain kicked in and something occurred to him.
"Say, Clover...we're in Japan. Yeah? From way back when. How is it...you and me both speak perfect English?"
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A few seconds' pause as that sinks in.
"...Are you speaking English?"
Yes, Ginko, that is what he was implying.
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"No shittin'? And of course I am! I'm from the middle of Tennessee, I don't know a lick of Japanese! Well. I guess I know how to say goodbye. Say-yuh-narrh-a."
Close.
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And yet somehow he'd never thought to question it. Huh.
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He let Ginko lean on him and laughed when he was elbowed.
"Maybe it's the mushi."
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"Hah, I guess I'll take them over my faeries any day, even if I can't see 'em. How's that trail mix treatin' ya? Those are called M&M's. Chocolate."
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On the rare occasions that it was even available, it wasn't like he could really afford it.
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"You should see me in a hat."
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He winced a little, the laughter trailing off as another pang of pain went up his leg. "--Shit."
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