( He's curious how many she has. How many Hiro has. If they match, because they're twins, or if one has more for some reason or another... but he won't ask, now. Just because he showed his doesn't mean anything, and he suddenly becomes aware of how hot the sun is beating down on him, his double layers of summer short-sleeves and black turtleneck beneath it.
Natsume carefully tugs his long sleeves down again, just as inconspicuous as ever, and steps— to her right side so he can still see her a little bit with his left eye, but with some distance between them. The shade is nicer, at least.
He thinks about the weight of her silence as much as he thinks about her words and turns his face towards her slightly, mouth quirking up again as he looks down at her a bit. She's shorter than him, he has to. )
You're quite a strong little wolf, aren't YOU. I knew I was right in calling you ONE. ( Did he know at the time? ...Maybe not, but he's not usually wrong about people; he'll count it as a win. There's a lull as he opens his mouth, then shuts it and shakes his head. She trusts herself to be better, but that doesn't mean she trusts other people to be. Her belief probably doesn't lay in others either...
It really has been a waste offering her his services, at least in her eyes, hasn't it? He shouldn't offer it again, especially with his confessions, but he still wants to. It's important for people to know they're not alone, even if one of the alternatives is someone who doesn't remember. ) You say it so confidently it makes me want to believe in YOU... So I WILL.
( ...and if she ever needs a magician she knows who to call—
a sigh, though. They're dead, huh. Which means graduation is... trying again, maybe. Why is he a second year—does he have more to learn compared to the current third years? Subaru's one of those; is there some difference between them? )
Thank YOU. ( A little rushed, to get it out. ) And I'm sorRY.
( For having to help untangle... all of that. Even while he's still thinking it over. )
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Natsume carefully tugs his long sleeves down again, just as inconspicuous as ever, and steps— to her right side so he can still see her a little bit with his left eye, but with some distance between them. The shade is nicer, at least.
He thinks about the weight of her silence as much as he thinks about her words and turns his face towards her slightly, mouth quirking up again as he looks down at her a bit. She's shorter than him, he has to. )
You're quite a strong little wolf, aren't YOU. I knew I was right in calling you ONE. ( Did he know at the time? ...Maybe not, but he's not usually wrong about people; he'll count it as a win. There's a lull as he opens his mouth, then shuts it and shakes his head. She trusts herself to be better, but that doesn't mean she trusts other people to be. Her belief probably doesn't lay in others either...
It really has been a waste offering her his services, at least in her eyes, hasn't it? He shouldn't offer it again, especially with his confessions, but he still wants to. It's important for people to know they're not alone, even if one of the alternatives is someone who doesn't remember. ) You say it so confidently it makes me want to believe in YOU... So I WILL.
( ...and if she ever needs a magician she knows who to call—
a sigh, though. They're dead, huh. Which means graduation is... trying again, maybe. Why is he a second year—does he have more to learn compared to the current third years? Subaru's one of those; is there some difference between them? )
Thank YOU. ( A little rushed, to get it out. ) And I'm sorRY.
( For having to help untangle... all of that. Even while he's still thinking it over. )