That would be sad enough on its own, but... somehow, she manages to press the right combination of buttons to open up one of the messages. She can't read any of the menus, but -
She recognizes that style of texting.
(Not the flirty bits. The old man signature.)]
...Jae-Ha...
[Her expression flickers. Somehow, she feels almost bad intruding on his privacy like this. Or maybe it's Jae-Ha's privacy she feels wrong invading? Because she hands the phone back to him without reading the messages in any real detail, once she sees his name.]
I didn't realize you two knew each other so well. ...I guess there's a lot I don't know about the both of you.
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That would be sad enough on its own, but... somehow, she manages to press the right combination of buttons to open up one of the messages. She can't read any of the menus, but -
She recognizes that style of texting.
(Not the flirty bits. The old man signature.)]
...Jae-Ha...
[Her expression flickers. Somehow, she feels almost bad intruding on his privacy like this. Or maybe it's Jae-Ha's privacy she feels wrong invading? Because she hands the phone back to him without reading the messages in any real detail, once she sees his name.]
I didn't realize you two knew each other so well. ...I guess there's a lot I don't know about the both of you.