QUOTE : Is that food?” Shiro asked, pointing at the large paper bag in Yumei’s hand. <br /><br />Emi blinked at the bag. “Is that a takeout bag? How did you order takeout?” <br /><br />“I stole it. I have no idea what it contains.” <br /><br />“It smells good, at least,” Shiro said optimistically. As he crossed the room, his arm brushed hers, sending a little warm shiver through her. Relieving Yumei of the bag, he dropped down at the table and shoved the broken teacup out of the way. <br /><br />Yumei hissed angrily. <br /><br />“It’s just a cup. You have too much junk. Are you a raven or a magpie?” <br /><br />The crows swooped down and landed on the table as Shiro ripped the bag open to investigate its contents. Emi tried not to think about the unlucky human who was now mysteriously short his dinner. Yumei started picking up pieces of the tea cup, his expressionless face vaguely gloomy as he collected its remains.