[ He takes the shrimp and places it at the back of his neck, less concerned for the smell because he'll be able to go home and shower later anyways, and nobody will care if he smells like fish when everybody's sweating too. Summer is the worst.
Hearing Stephanie's name, though, he dips his head a little and the bag slips and he has to readjust it. His friend... Both Stephanie and Natsume, and isn't he too lucky to have both of them? It makes him a little nervous, even just acknowledging it.
He shakes his head, though, pausing to contemplate the best sign language for freedom would be, can't find one, and decides to just leave it as a head shake and a tap on his chest. He doesn't have to go every day anymore, just when he wants to. Which is never again. ]
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Hearing Stephanie's name, though, he dips his head a little and the bag slips and he has to readjust it. His friend... Both Stephanie and Natsume, and isn't he too lucky to have both of them? It makes him a little nervous, even just acknowledging it.
He shakes his head, though, pausing to contemplate the best sign language for freedom would be, can't find one, and decides to just leave it as a head shake and a tap on his chest. He doesn't have to go every day anymore, just when he wants to. Which is never again. ]