Private Finished Under the Moonlight

The passage of time could really be cruel, Mukuchi of all people knew that. Time was the very thing that allowed him to do what he did, but still Mukuchi wished that time wouldn't pass for historical artifacts. Mukuchi wished that they would stay the same and hold on to their prime. Same with places; China had lost so much cultural heritage in multiple incidents, both historical and modern, and it always broke Mukuchi's heart to return to a country that would never be as glorious as he remembered it from his younger days.
It was no surprise Briar thought the same about his home, hoping it would hold on to the state in which he remembered it.

"Thankfully time won't be able to rob you of the memories you have about your home"
Mukuchi typed, his intention to console, and gave Briar a tentative pat on his arm. Mukuchi wasn't really used to being the one consoling someone, but he gave his best try. Briar was usually so cheerful and positive, it was strange to see him in low spirits. But it wasn't necessarily bad, even the most happy person needed to occasionally be sad. That was only healthy for the balance of the mind.

Briar's question took Mukuchi by surprise, and he averted his eyes for a moment as he considered it. Was there anything Mukuchi wanted to know? He was quite happy with everything Briar had told him thus far, in all honesty Mukuchi was happy with any information about Briar. That thought was a bit embarrassing, and Mukuchi blushed ever so slightly. Well, soon he did get an idea about what to ask, it was something Mukuchi often asked people. And thus, he typed
"What is your favourite food?"

Some may claim that it was useless for Mukuchi to ask someone's favourite food, as he couldn't even know what said food tasted like, and Mukuchi couldn't in turn share his favourite food. Mukuchi did ask this question partly ironically, and partly because favourite food could tell a lot about a person. Mukuchi liked trying to use his deduction abilities to try and see what he could get right about a person just by knowing their favourite food.

But Mukuchi didn't get to know just Briar's favourite food, he got to know about the circumstances that had to do with said food. It was interesting, Mukuchi had heard of the dish Briar was talking about, but had never been to a banquet where said pies were served.
"They sound very extravagant"
Mukuchi commented with a slight smile. He could almost see Briar marveling at a large pile of beautifully decorated pies, almost sad to cut one because it would ruin the crust.
But gingerbread cookies Mukuchi did know about, he had also smelled them. They had a very nice scent, one that Mukuchi knew many connected with Christmas.

Mukuchi and Briar continued their back and forth for the rest of the evening, most of the conversation initiated by Briar. And once Mukuchi gathered his strength they danced some more, and Mukuchi found himself to be enjoying the evening much more than he had anticipated he would. So, at the end of the night he gave Briar his thanks, and returned home with some very pleasant memories.