[Once again, it all just disappears back into the depths, like water going down a sink... he understands her a little more, he thinks. His mind flicks back to the memorandum, still fresh in memory, and the flash of involuntary comparison makes his skin crawl. Asunaro... that all keeps coming back to her. Obsession with her.
His gaze is away. He doesn't like being seen to cry himself and he can extend her that same courtesy. He looks back down at the laptop to dislodge the thoughts, running a finger over the trackpad to make the mouse go in circles. Looks like it's still working, at least.]
...
[Wait for it...]
...wouldn't say no, if you happened to make too much.
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understandable have a nice day
His gaze is away. He doesn't like being seen to cry himself and he can extend her that same courtesy. He looks back down at the laptop to dislodge the thoughts, running a finger over the trackpad to make the mouse go in circles. Looks like it's still working, at least.]
...
[Wait for it...]
...wouldn't say no, if you happened to make too much.
[There it is.]