[that. actually gives him pause, and the natural follow-up question is dangling on the tip of his tongue-- what circumstances? but this Confidant isn't high enough for him to feel comfortable pressing-- wait, was it even a Confidant? it wasn't like they made any deals or exchanges. it isn't like they share a mutual sense of aesthetics (other than a terrible sense of humor). they're just. . . hanging out. . . truthfully, for the very first time since their serendipitous meeting. eh. . .]
[. . . idly, he thinks he's been spending way too much time with Caroline and Justine and their obnoxious long-nosed master, to immediately think about the contractual nature of his relationships, instead of just. letting things be as they are]
[point being! she seems fine, and this really is only their first time hanging out, so. he won't cross any weird boundaries]
Hm-- [hums thoughtfully as the server finally returns with those orders of coffee and pastries!! Akira draws his cup close, idly tracing the edges with one finger] So if I asked you to tell me your favorite thing about Iwatodai, could you narrow it down?
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[. . . idly, he thinks he's been spending way too much time with Caroline and Justine and their obnoxious long-nosed master, to immediately think about the contractual nature of his relationships, instead of just. letting things be as they are]
[point being! she seems fine, and this really is only their first time hanging out, so. he won't cross any weird boundaries]
Hm-- [hums thoughtfully as the server finally returns with those orders of coffee and pastries!! Akira draws his cup close, idly tracing the edges with one finger] So if I asked you to tell me your favorite thing about Iwatodai, could you narrow it down?