[ The addition of a community kitchen doesn't matter much to Dabi, but it's better to check it out anyway. As far as his eating habits in Cartesio go, they're actually a hell of a lot healthier than back home, mostly things to one feathered individual. Mooching off of Hawks or grabbing a snack at the gas station had been his plan even with the welcoming aroma coming from the kitchen—until he spots Cian. Mosying on up and grabbing a muffin, Dabi leans on the counter (if he's in her way too bad)without saying hello. ]
Evening
Mosying on up and grabbing a muffin, Dabi leans on the counter (if he's in her way too bad)without saying hello. ]
Only Italian I've had is pizza.