[Onni snorts at that assumption but doesn't really say anything else about it, just focuses on carefully planting the strawberries and then watering them a little before setting the pot aside and picking out the next one. It's some kind of small succulent plant they'd found growing under some trees in a dry part of the agricultural area, and he's interested in seeing how they grow when potted and cared for.
When Reynir says he likes doing the dishes, Onni glances up at him again, makes a little 'hm' in his throat. It's a touch disbelieving, though he doesn't necessarily think Reynir is lying about it. He just can't really comprehend how someone could like washing dishes. It's a foreign concept he can't grasp, and he's been quite relieved that Reynir has been doing them for him.
The more important part of the answer comes a moment later, when Reynir says he knows he hates doing them and likes doing things for him. There's a strange little twist in his belly at that, and he looks back down at the plant, gently pressing a thumb into the soil around the bottom-most leaves to lightly pack it down.]
I thought that might be the case.
[For a moment, he holds himself back from asking if he really seems like he's that bad off, mentally. It's not really worth saying, since he knows that he probably does come across as that badly off...and maybe he actually is.]
It's considerate of you.
[That much is genuine, and for some reason Onni finds himself remembering how it had felt when Reynir tickled him just to hear him laugh, while they'd been high on those brownies. He isn't sure if that had been considerate or not, but there was something nice about Reynir saying he likes to hear him laugh.]
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When Reynir says he likes doing the dishes, Onni glances up at him again, makes a little 'hm' in his throat. It's a touch disbelieving, though he doesn't necessarily think Reynir is lying about it. He just can't really comprehend how someone could like washing dishes. It's a foreign concept he can't grasp, and he's been quite relieved that Reynir has been doing them for him.
The more important part of the answer comes a moment later, when Reynir says he knows he hates doing them and likes doing things for him. There's a strange little twist in his belly at that, and he looks back down at the plant, gently pressing a thumb into the soil around the bottom-most leaves to lightly pack it down.]
I thought that might be the case.
[For a moment, he holds himself back from asking if he really seems like he's that bad off, mentally. It's not really worth saying, since he knows that he probably does come across as that badly off...and maybe he actually is.]
It's considerate of you.
[That much is genuine, and for some reason Onni finds himself remembering how it had felt when Reynir tickled him just to hear him laugh, while they'd been high on those brownies. He isn't sure if that had been considerate or not, but there was something nice about Reynir saying he likes to hear him laugh.]