CLAMP
Volume Five, Chapter Eighty-Five
“It’s true. I used to take him him to all my favourite eateries. He would know that the places I took him had food that tasted good. But from the start, he would only eat what he felt like eating.”
”So you’re saying he was a fussy eater?”
”No. He would put nothing in his mouth other than that which he felt he understood.”
CLAMP
Volume Five, Chapter Eighty-Five
“What’s wrong with it? If a person with high-class tastes like Dômeki wants to eat your cooking so much…”
”Is that supposed to be high-class taste?”
”If you consider the liquor brings with him and his likes and dislikes with regard to food, yes. Not to mention the gifts he brings. It’s all proof that he eats nothing that isn’t well-made.”
”Now that you mention it… Haruka-san said something similar.”
”What did he say?”
”That Dômeki wouldn’t eat anything he couldn’t feel certain of. At first, I thought he was talking about Dômeki being a fussy eater, but…”
”That isn’t it. He cannot see himself eating any food he doesn’t believe in.”
”Eh?”
”Eating is something that is extremely important… Brings extreme joy and can be an extremely frightening experience.”
CLAMP
Volume Five, Chapter Eighty-Three
”I’ve been thinking for a long time that I really shouldn’t be here. I thought that it was because both my parents were dead, and I was the only one left behind, but somehow I think it’s different.”
”How is it different?”
”I don’t know. You see, I don’t remember.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
”It means what I said. But, even if I don’t remember, there are people who will remember me. So now, I’ve come to feel that I’d really like to stay here.”