by Colette Rosenhof » Tue Mar 19, 2019 5:36 pm
Colette looked confused for some time as she listened intently. It took her a little while before she puzzled out Basil's anology, the take away by himself bit particularly confusing her. But when she did get it, she got it.
"Oh! Oh! I zink I see now! I..." She resettled herself, eyes rolling back a bit in thought as she pondered the best way to describe how this applied to her.
"I never get take away. Ever. There are times I wish I could, given what I have read online about the benefits of a... diverse diet. But even the most deluxe take-away doesn't sustain me, at all. I have no hunger for it and even if I tried to eat it I get no nourishment from it.
"I worry that you think that, the moments we just shared, are only as good as those stolen kisses or covert cuddling. That is not what I meant. What I meant was that, with you, those little kisses, holding hands... they are every bit as euphoric as not long ago, under this very tree.
"You told me, once or twice, that you really didn't care about food. That you would only eat out of necessity if left to your own devices, and cared not about what you ate so long as it filled the void. That it was because you dined with me that you suddenly cared about quality, and flavour, and had a more robust appetite. Well in your analogy just now, the same is true for me. Your company, your touch, is what nourishes me. Yours, and no one else's. Shared with you, a sneaky back of crisps is every bit as filling and decadent as... our Christmas dinner."
Despite all of her pauses and meandering, Colette thought she got her point across. She smiled softly to Basil. "Does all of zis make sense now, mon chou?"