Janice
Io couldn't help but glance at Vhun as she ate, glad their eyes made it difficult to see where they were looking at. So fancy and refined... So that was how mothfolk were supposed to eat. Huh. They made a mental note of it, then discarded that mental note because, like, who cared about eating fancily when the food was this good?

"D'you like it? I love it," Io commented, raising their head momentarily. The bottom half of their face was covered in crumbs, and they quickly used a hand to brush some away, chuckling sheepishly. To be fair, they had warned Vhun that they were a walking trashcan, so she couldn't be too surprised, right?

Superb conversationalist, eh? Now that was something Io didn't get called very often. Loud, annoying, oh my god please shut up I'm trying to think, those were more common. It was an odd feeling to be complimented, but it was very much welcome. If they could've, Io would have grinned. Instead, their wings gave a cheerful little flutter and their antennae bounced up happily. "Why, thank you. I think you're great at talking too." Their voice sounded as cheerful as their demeanor looked.

Io hummed at her question. "Well, I'm probably gonna stick 'round this place for a couple more days, and then I guess it's time to return home, tell my pa I'm not, like, dead or anything. After that... Don't think I have any plans, really. My job lets me fill in my time pretty freely 's long as I bring in the big bucks often enough, so..." They trailed off, shrugging absently. "Why? You got anything planned that you wanna invite me to?"
Dwight
Vhun didn't think she ate fancily, but rather she thought that she ate in a way that kept her face and clothing clean. She liked her clothing, and she liked her face. She would certainly never admit it, but the flash of white fur across her face was truly a bit gray and cut with speckles of charcoal. The purchase of a porcelain-white cosmetic was one of her more shameful ones, but it had done well to even out the color. Maybe it was vanity, but she didn't want to accidentally catch some of that powder with her hand mess up her own work.

"Yes. Yes it is very good."

A little bit too salty, Vhun though, but it was good nonetheless. It was difficult to avoid laughing, truly. They really had lived up to their apparent reputation when it came to food. Vhun took a final bite of hers, and then tilted the food out toward Io. She wasn't going to finish all of this anyway.

"Did you want the rest of mine?"

It was good, Vhun thought, that they hadn't picked up any malice from her comment on their ability to talk. They really did like to talk, and they were good at it. The compliment had truly been genuine, but she couldn't help but wonder how others truly felt about this one. It remained to be seen.

"Oh. And well, neither do I. 'cept going home, which I should do soon."

She gave another tittering laugh, shaking her head

"Afraid I don't."
Janice
Io nodded in agreement, having already almost finished their half. It was only now that they realized they hadn't eaten anything yet today in their haste to run away, and Io had gotten incredibly hungry.

It was because of that that they gladly accepted Vhun's offer without bothering to refuse politely, only for her to insist and them to accept, feigning reluctance. No, Io wanted that other half too, and they didn't care that Vhun had already eaten from it a little.

"Not hungry?" They questioned, after finishing their own part and making a half-hearted attempt at wiping their face clean. With that, they gladly accepted her offer and dug into it, happily munching away. There were few better things in this world than a good meal, and this was an extremely good meal.

They paused, finding themself a little said when Vhun mentioned she had to go. "Yeah, I should let you go, probably," Io said with a chuckle. "Don't wanna keep you around for too long. Besides, I think the people 'round here are starting to wonder what we're talking about." One or two people did occasionally glance at the curious pair, but most had their own things to take care of, so Io didn't actually feel that many eyes on them.

"Well, if you wanna, I'd love to hang out again some day. It's fun talking to you, what can I say?" Io's voice was cheerful and lighthearted, their enjoyment of the conversation obvious for all to see. "Also, it's good to have a seamstress friend for if I break my clothes." They gave a short laugh, shaking their head. "Nah, I'm kidding, I'm not gonna ask you to do that for free, that would be rude." They didn't want it to seem like they were being friends with Vhun just for that reason, because that simply wasn't the case. Io wanted to be friends because they found her fun to hang out with, and that was all there was to it.
Dwight
The food was passed over to Io without any complaint, Vhun then folding her hands in front of her body once more. Part of her was quite pleased that they hadn't attempted to refuse out of politeness. She didn't like to argue, and she never could tell when people such as this genuinely didn't wish to take what was offered. She wasn't sure if they'd object to already-bitten food, but this fear quickly faded. They... Really were a garbage can for food. It was impressive.

"Not very, no. I've eaten today already."

She was still watching them eat with morbid curiosity, though she kept her head facing forward. Even with her inexplicable interest, she was determined to at least seem polite. That was very important. Vhun waved a hand as they spoke again. Though she did think she needed to get going, she certainly was in no huge hurry to do so.

"Ha! Of course they are. Clearly two mothfolk speaking a language besides Common is suspicious and terrifying."

Vhun was half tempted to turn to one of those that glanced their way and do something unsettling, but quickly quieted this urge. There was no point. It would only make her look foolish. The woman gave an encouraging nod to Io as they spoke again. Yes. She did want to see them again.

"Oh absolutely I'd love to spend more time with you."

She paused.

"And I am more than happy to fix small things for free. What is the purpose of being good at something if I can't use it to help a friend?"

To make money, she knew, but she didn't want to charge someone that she liked. She gave a final nod, waiting for them to first make a move to step away.
Janice
Io nodded once more. Well, if she'd eaten already, it was fine, right? There was the issue that she'd already paid for half and now Io was eating most of her half as well, but frankly, they couldn't be arsed thinking about that right now. If they really were going to meet up again, Io was certain that they'd find some way to repay the favor. Some day. Probably not today, though.

"Ooo, so spooky and terrifying," Io said, imitating a ghost, as well as that went in Ivathi. If they could have, they probably would have stuck their tongue out at one of the people passing by. "Eh, people are weird. I try to ignore 'em." They shrugged with all four shoulders, not really caring about it. They had been around for a while, after all, and gotten very used to the stares.

They finished the pie then, patting their stomach with a satisfied sigh. "Ah, I needed that," Io sighed to no one in particular, then stretched, all four arms high above their head. The best thing to do after a satisfying meal was to go take a nap, and they were more than tempted to go do that right now. Maybe they could find a nice place somewhere.

"But I guess our next meeting's gonna be later, ain't it?" Yeah, it was becoming time to leave, even if they would have loved to spend a lot more time hanging out with Vhun. "S'pose we'll have to meet again some day."

Io turned to Vhun, extending a hand - a clean one that they hadn't used to eat the pie just now. "I guess this is goodbye then, ain't it?" A little sad, but hopefully they would meet again soon - and if not, it had been a fun enough meeting, one that Io would remember fondly.
Dwight
Vhun saw absolutely no issue with giving her half back to Io. She'd had as much as she'd wanted anyway, and as such she was more than happy to have paid for half of the meat pie. She wouldn't have eaten the rest of her half anyway, and she thought there was no point in simply wasting food if Io was happy to eat it.

"Oh certainly. I think it'd be funny to give them a little scare.."

She gave her head a little shake, her shoulders half-lifting in a copying shrug. This was a fairly unconscious gesture, the woman giving another little hum of laughter as Io patted their stomach. They really did seem to live for food. She was almost envious of the amount of joy they seemed to get from such a simple thing.

"Good. Glad that you enjoyed it."

Really, there was little else to say. Vhun inclined her head once more. Their next meeting would have to be another day, though she hoped it would be sooner rather than later. Her wings twitched once again. First order of business when she was alone would be fixing that damned thread.

"I hope we do."

She extended her lower right hand to catch theirs, antennae flicking forward as she looked at them. It was her way of making certain they knew she was actually paying attention to them.

"It is. Goodbye. Be well, Io."

With that, she released their hand and took a step back, giving a little wave.