Talk to me. Something happened, I know it did. I probably missed the conversation with me overclocking.
You should attend to the warning, you know?
No system response, no status update, no return ping. Just nothing.
For a split second, she flicked her gaze back to him.
She turned back to Hamuko instead, rolling with the conversation like she hadn’t noticed.
“He does have a trench coat, y’know,” she mused, gesturing toward Zenkichi without actually looking at him. “A big, dramatic one. It’s very badass.” Her voice was teasing, but there was an edge of truth to it—because for all the jokes she made at his expense, she did think it suited him.
Then, shifting the conversation further, she plucked the last of her unused pink paper and held it out to Hamuko.
“I dunno what to write,” she admitted, a bit sheepish. “I figured I’d just slap on a QR code, y’know, with a small explanation of our unit. But, uh.” She twirled the paper between her fingers before handing it over. “If you wanna add something, go for it. Maybe something witty to make up for how boring mine’s probably gonna sound.”
She pretended that it didn't sting a little and made up for it with casual words.
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Talk to me. Something happened, I know it did. I probably missed the conversation with me overclocking.
You should attend to the warning, you know?
No system response, no status update, no return ping. Just nothing.
For a split second, she flicked her gaze back to him.
She turned back to Hamuko instead, rolling with the conversation like she hadn’t noticed.
“He does have a trench coat, y’know,” she mused, gesturing toward Zenkichi without actually looking at him. “A big, dramatic one. It’s very badass.” Her voice was teasing, but there was an edge of truth to it—because for all the jokes she made at his expense, she did think it suited him.
Then, shifting the conversation further, she plucked the last of her unused pink paper and held it out to Hamuko.
“I dunno what to write,” she admitted, a bit sheepish. “I figured I’d just slap on a QR code, y’know, with a small explanation of our unit. But, uh.” She twirled the paper between her fingers before handing it over. “If you wanna add something, go for it. Maybe something witty to make up for how boring mine’s probably gonna sound.”
She pretended that it didn't sting a little and made up for it with casual words.