[...Says the person who is technically Zhao's boss, at least in a professional sense.]
[This does not stop Ebisu from accepting the flower anyway, which absolutely doesn't match him at all, and he turns to hold it up to his apparent caretaker of the day. Aomi is only half paying attention, apparently focused on texting with his phone on something Very Serious (probably), but still takes the effort to flash a smile down at his god and take the flower stem inbetween the fingers on his phone. The other is, of course, holding onto Ebisu's hand.]
[Just in case.]
[With that done, Ebisu turns his attention back to Zhao.]
guess
[...Says the person who is technically Zhao's boss, at least in a professional sense.]
[This does not stop Ebisu from accepting the flower anyway, which absolutely doesn't match him at all, and he turns to hold it up to his apparent caretaker of the day. Aomi is only half paying attention, apparently focused on texting with his phone on something Very Serious (probably), but still takes the effort to flash a smile down at his god and take the flower stem inbetween the fingers on his phone. The other is, of course, holding onto Ebisu's hand.]
[Just in case.]
[With that done, Ebisu turns his attention back to Zhao.]
Did you have to leave early?