( as soon as he's hands free, you better believe ren is ready for that high-five, along with a nod of approval. couldn't have done it without you, futaba.
as his hands find their way back to his pockets again, he turns to makoto once more. there's a small dip in his head, maybe a little surprised by the tears that seemed to have crested in her eyes, but not wanting to draw too much attention to it either... sae niijima was the only family she had— and that woman worked herself to the bone.
it seems... this meant more to makoto than he originall thought. kindness +1? )
Instead of saying anything, why don't we just enjoy the rest of the afternoon together? ( but as their usual way to celebrate tended to involve gorging themselves... ) I, uh... am not sure about the food though.
( that's about the time he reaches to scratch at the back of his head. so in light of that... ) How about some coffee?
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as his hands find their way back to his pockets again, he turns to makoto once more. there's a small dip in his head, maybe a little surprised by the tears that seemed to have crested in her eyes, but not wanting to draw too much attention to it either... sae niijima was the only family she had— and that woman worked herself to the bone.
it seems... this meant more to makoto than he originall thought.
kindness +1? )
Instead of saying anything, why don't we just enjoy the rest of the afternoon together? ( but as their usual way to celebrate tended to involve gorging themselves... ) I, uh... am not sure about the food though.
( that's about the time he reaches to scratch at the back of his head. so in light of that... ) How about some coffee?