[Look, he really doesn't care if there are giant bags or dark shadows under her eyes, and he just watches her in silence for a while as she touches her cheek. All he cares about is getting an explanation of what it'll mean to be a shinki - her shinki.
There's no denying the certain pull he feels towards her, and has since she appeared over him. It's a nuisance that he doesn't dwell upon for long, and yet he finds himself continuing to stare, unable to turn his gaze elsewhere.
When they talked about a connection, is this what they meant?
... After combing his fingers through his hair, he'll just take that towel back and drop it over his face again before resting the back of his head against the tree.]
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There's no denying the certain pull he feels towards her, and has since she appeared over him. It's a nuisance that he doesn't dwell upon for long, and yet he finds himself continuing to stare, unable to turn his gaze elsewhere.
When they talked about a connection, is this what they meant?
... After combing his fingers through his hair, he'll just take that towel back and drop it over his face again before resting the back of his head against the tree.]
Stop looking so sad.