[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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on 2014-02-26 11:35 pm (UTC)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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on 2014-02-28 12:23 am (UTC)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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on 2014-03-01 10:42 am (UTC)[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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on 2014-03-05 12:16 pm (UTC)[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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on 2014-03-05 08:26 pm (UTC)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.)]