I wait patiently, and watch a serious of expressions of contemplation pass over his face, as he sorts through my words. He is not stupid, I would never consider him so, and those that do do not know him as I do. Have not fought beside him, have not listened to his truly insightful nature, a nature clouded by his attitude and manner of dress.
Not that his attitude and manner of dress do not have their own unique appeal. I have... certainly noted their appeal on many occasions.
He comes to the simplest conclusion, and while it was not all I was trying to ask of him, it is not exactly unrelated or untrue.
I let out a small, breathless sort of laugh. Not a malicious one, and I hope he does not take it as mocking, because it is truly a laugh of pure affection.
"Yes, Kanji. I would very much like to kiss again."
A half second later, I realize I dropped the honorific from his name.
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Not that his attitude and manner of dress do not have their own unique appeal. I have... certainly noted their appeal on many occasions.
He comes to the simplest conclusion, and while it was not all I was trying to ask of him, it is not exactly unrelated or untrue.
I let out a small, breathless sort of laugh. Not a malicious one, and I hope he does not take it as mocking, because it is truly a laugh of pure affection.
"Yes, Kanji. I would very much like to kiss again."
A half second later, I realize I dropped the honorific from his name.