Plotless piece of Noishe and Tenebrae interaction. Set just before everyone goes to Ginnungagap, assuming the party stops off for a rest at Dirk's house.
Dedication: to Zelda Master/Arctic Husky. I hope that this amuses you.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia. I believe that it belongs to Namco.
Tenebrae winced as a particularly loud snore carried to his ears. Shaking his head he slumped down beside Noishe who had settled near the river.
"Does he always make that awful noise when he sleeps?" Tenebrae asked, nodding in Lloyd's direction. The swordsman had curled up beside Colette, the pair of them having decided to sleep beneath the stars that night.
"No, sometimes it's louder," Noishe replied, deadpan, then laughed as Tenebrae pulled a horrified expression at him.
"Louder? How could he possibly get any louder than that?" he asked. His answer came when Lloyd gave a roar of a snore before turning over and snuggling closer to Colette.
"However do any of you sleep with that noise?" Tenebrae cringed, flattening his ears back.
"You get used to it, just like you get used to tuning out Raine's ruin mode," Noishe shrugged, rolling onto his back to put his paws into the air as he looked up at the stars.
"They're an odd bunch, the people you associate with. A ruin obsessed maniac who can't cook, a ninja who can't spot pitfalls…" Tenebrae started.
"And a clingy love sick girl and a guy with a split personality's not odd?" Noishe asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Point taken," Tenebrae shrugged. There was a companionable silence for a few moments as the two looked up at the stars then the Centurion of Darkness spoke again.
"So, find anything good in the river lately?" he asked.
"Nothing funny recently, no, although there's some good fish to be caught at the moment," Noishe said, licking his lips as he thought of previous meals he'd caught.
"How can you eat those things? They smell," Tenebrae said, wrinkling his nose up at the thought of the smell of dead fish.
"They taste good. Get Lloyd to cook one over a fire for you with some herbs on it some time, he cooks them really nicely that way," Noishe answered, wagging his tail happily.
"I don't eat, Centurions don't need to eat," Tenebrae said.
"You mean you've never had any biscuits?" his friend asked, a shocked look on his face.
"No," Tenebrae said.
"Then you've never lived," Noishe said, shaking his head as he stood up and moved over to where Colette was sleeping.
"I beg your pardon but I have lived, longer than you I should think too," Tenebrae sniffed.
"I don't think I can reach her pocket without waking her up. Hey, your tail's really versatile isn't it? Use it to reach into Colette's pocket and fetch the little packet of dog biscuits that's in it would you?" Noishe asked, ignoring Tenebrae's previous comment.
"But I don't want any, like I said I don't eat. And besides, I'm a Centurion, not a dog," he replied.
"Corrine didn't need to eat either but he liked them. Trust me," Noishe grinned.
Tenebrae sighed, sensing that it would be easier to find the biscuits than it would be to argue. Carefully using the tip of his tail he took the biscuits from Colette's pocket and set the packet down in front of Noishe.
"Well go on, try one," he said, pushing the packet towards the Centurion with his front paw.
"Alright," Tenebrae said hesitantly, slowly reaching out to move a biscuit out of the packet. He gingerly took a small bite then chewed thoughtfully for a moment.
"Actually, there are pretty good, you're right," he said as he snapped up the remaining part of the biscuit. "I'm still not going to try any fish though."
Noishe simply grinned.