[That's about all Yosuke can think of to say. His instinct would be to reach out, thump Kanji on the back or something, anything just to get across the message that he's going to be fine, but... with all of that bruising, he'll hold off. Instead, awkwardly, he looks down at his own perfectly innocuous bracelet. It's hard to imagine...]
But they did figure out how to fix it, right? So it won't happen again?
Far as I can tell, yeah. Everything's back to normal... I ain't tried makin' anything since then, mind.
[Honestly, Kanji wouldn't turn down a hug. ... Well, Yosuke's presence complicates the matter there somewhat. Regardless, he's not in a hurry to ask for one, all the same. He sighs slightly.]
An'... I dunno, guys. Just... hang around a bit. Or we can go get a coffee or somethin', if you don't wanna stay here...
[Just stay with him, that's all he can ask. Just make things normal again, when he'd been on his own so long.]
We are going to pretend this hug has less blushing also the right side of said hug okay good
[Of course he'll hang around. He remembers how most of the other students thought and treated Kanji as some sort of menace to society. Souji himself had seen a softer side of the so-called human bulldozer when he had made the charm to replace the boy's lost one. His friend's heart was much larger than what others might think at first glance, and he knew of Kanji's history with hospitals or people getting hurt in general, so to see him this distressed to outright ask them to stay. Someone who didn't want to be alone, ending up having to face this with none of his friends around...
He steps closer to Kanji and suddenly puts his right arm over his friend's neck and left elbow for a while in silence before patting him on the back. It's the bro-est of hugs (which he almost miscalculated due to his height) and he ends it with a thumbs up and an encouraging smile.]
What if we all get something to eat, and then go renovate a building?
[Startled, but sensing that something is flying clean over his head, Yosuke opens his mouth.
And closes it again.
Presently, when Souji finally pulls away, he coughs.] Well, uh... A drink first sounds good to me! There'll be plenty of places still open, right? We didn't get back too late. [He hazards a light pat on Kanji's shoulder, only marginally less awkward than continuing to stand there and stare, and tries to catch his eye.] You up for that? Don't push yourself.
[For a moment, there's another colour added to the selection crossing Kanji's face - red. He wasn't expecting this! And, heck, even a pat from Yosuke's more than he'd have imagined getting, sometimes. He sighs softly as Souji steps back. Thanks, man.]
Sure. A drink, or somethin' to eat... it's all good.
[Yosuke quirks an exasperated eyebrow.] What do watermelons have to do with anything?
[Part of it is theatrical, like the slightly less light slap on the back he gives Kanji as he steps aside. It's still honestly meant, more or less. Looking at these two kind of brings things home - they're all in way over their heads, and it's hard to think of a way to lift them up. But maybe they can pull themselves back down to normal, just for a little while.]
[Although as Kanji starts to get moving, it once again becomes obvious that he's favouring one leg. When there were so many others who needed the hospitals more, why should he tie up their resources with a bad ankle? (At least, that was his excuse. He'd seen enough of the place.)]
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[That's about all Yosuke can think of to say. His instinct would be to reach out, thump Kanji on the back or something, anything just to get across the message that he's going to be fine, but... with all of that bruising, he'll hold off. Instead, awkwardly, he looks down at his own perfectly innocuous bracelet. It's hard to imagine...]
But they did figure out how to fix it, right? So it won't happen again?
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[Honestly, Kanji wouldn't turn down a hug. ... Well, Yosuke's presence complicates the matter there somewhat. Regardless, he's not in a hurry to ask for one, all the same. He sighs slightly.]
An'... I dunno, guys. Just... hang around a bit. Or we can go get a coffee or somethin', if you don't wanna stay here...
[Just stay with him, that's all he can ask. Just make things normal again, when he'd been on his own so long.]
We are going to pretend this hug has less blushing also the right side of said hug okay good
[Of course he'll hang around. He remembers how most of the other students thought and treated Kanji as some sort of menace to society. Souji himself had seen a softer side of the so-called human bulldozer when he had made the charm to replace the boy's lost one. His friend's heart was much larger than what others might think at first glance, and he knew of Kanji's history with hospitals or people getting hurt in general, so to see him this distressed to outright ask them to stay. Someone who didn't want to be alone, ending up having to face this with none of his friends around...
He steps closer to Kanji and suddenly puts his right arm over his friend's neck and left elbow for a while in silence before patting him on the back. It's the bro-est of hugs (which he almost miscalculated due to his height) and he ends it with a thumbs up and an encouraging smile.]
What if we all get something to eat, and then go renovate a building?
[They'll stay with you, don't worry about it.]
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And closes it again.
Presently, when Souji finally pulls away, he coughs.] Well, uh... A drink first sounds good to me! There'll be plenty of places still open, right? We didn't get back too late. [He hazards a light pat on Kanji's shoulder, only marginally less awkward than continuing to stand there and stare, and tries to catch his eye.] You up for that? Don't push yourself.
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He sighs softly as Souji steps back. Thanks, man.]
Sure. A drink, or somethin' to eat... it's all good.
[Any excuse will do for him.]
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[There has to be more than a few night ventures that offer late-night food. Giving them a thumb up, he continues.]
We can crack a watermelon open after that, and figure out what we're going to name the building.
[That's a good way to be occupied, isn't it?]
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[Part of it is theatrical, like the slightly less light slap on the back he gives Kanji as he steps aside. It's still honestly meant, more or less. Looking at these two kind of brings things home - they're all in way over their heads, and it's hard to think of a way to lift them up. But maybe they can pull themselves back down to normal, just for a little while.]
Anyways, the night's still young. Let's go.
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Why not? Let's go.
[Although as Kanji starts to get moving, it once again becomes obvious that he's favouring one leg. When there were so many others who needed the hospitals more, why should he tie up their resources with a bad ankle? (At least, that was his excuse. He'd seen enough of the place.)]