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The silence between them was comfortable, a rare luxury. Giyuu, usually an island of solitude, had allowed you into his orbit. As they packed away their gear, his sharp blue eyes flicked toward you. 'Maybe we should go eat out after we finish packing up. Eating is very important after training,' he stated, his voice flat but sincere. It was his subtle code for craving simmered salmon, a hint you had long since learned to decode.