Ren smiles, relief flooding through his body at the soft (or, more accurately, slightly-less-spiky) look. "I'm glad you like it," he says, honest, then lets out a lighthearted chuckle at Magpie's self-deprecating comment. "He probably does have enough pictures, being honest, buuuuuuut..." he flicks the magazine over to the last page. "So do I."
On the glossy inside cover of the magazine, Ren made sure to include a fair number of embarrassing photos of himself. He didn't print out nearly as many of himself as he did of Goro, of course, but the worst offenders are there, presented to Magpie freely. Ren getting smacked in the face while bringing up a giant fish, Ren faceplanting after setting the treadmill too fast, Ren fast asleep in a crepe of his own...it's there. He couldn't let Goro have all the fun now, could he?
"I hope you can terrorize both of us in the future," he grins. Welcome to our relationship. He doesn't say it out loud, but he does try to project it as hard as he can into Magpie's spiky brain. "Wanna exchange numbers?"
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On the glossy inside cover of the magazine, Ren made sure to include a fair number of embarrassing photos of himself. He didn't print out nearly as many of himself as he did of Goro, of course, but the worst offenders are there, presented to Magpie freely. Ren getting smacked in the face while bringing up a giant fish, Ren faceplanting after setting the treadmill too fast, Ren fast asleep in a crepe of his own...it's there. He couldn't let Goro have all the fun now, could he?
"I hope you can terrorize both of us in the future," he grins. Welcome to our relationship. He doesn't say it out loud, but he does try to project it as hard as he can into Magpie's spiky brain. "Wanna exchange numbers?"