[ The transition between everything today was jarring, but the fragrance of tea and idle conversation is still a welcome respite. He warms his palms against the mug as the kotatsu melts away the aches in his legs. It's all a comfort, cozy, and most importantly, distracting. ]
Right.
[ They're both pretty predictable, though he tries not to sequester himself in his room to paint his feelings away as often as he used to. His old pieces were just bastions of anger, bottled frustration. Sometimes he'd wonder how long it'd take for people to notice, how many of Madarame's galleries that he'd fill before anyone sensed his unease. Though Ann had spotted it right away, he doubts others would be the same way.
But things are better now. There's room for the both of them under the kotatsu, where they can mope and drink tea and natter away instead, maybe argue about the proper sweets for the occasion and end up having both anyway. ]
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Right.
[ They're both pretty predictable, though he tries not to sequester himself in his room to paint his feelings away as often as he used to. His old pieces were just bastions of anger, bottled frustration. Sometimes he'd wonder how long it'd take for people to notice, how many of Madarame's galleries that he'd fill before anyone sensed his unease. Though Ann had spotted it right away, he doubts others would be the same way.
But things are better now. There's room for the both of them under the kotatsu, where they can mope and drink tea and natter away instead, maybe argue about the proper sweets for the occasion and end up having both anyway. ]
Though I'm not opposed to expanding my horizons.
[ They can watch something together, sometime. ]