Masaomi isn't sure what to do with that at first. He feels a bit cheated, but he has to remind himself that Mikado isn't obligated to tell him anything. The fact that the guy didn't spit on him the moment he opened his mouth is amazing, but then that's not really like Mikado. Though this isn't Mikado as he knows him either, is it?
He might have actually paid attention in class for more than ten minutes at a time if they'd taught things like this.
But that train of thought is just evasion. Mikado is standing right here in front of him. He can't afford not to focus. His voice is slightly strained, stiff, but he doesn't want to scare his friend off with his indecision.]
no subject
Masaomi isn't sure what to do with that at first. He feels a bit cheated, but he has to remind himself that Mikado isn't obligated to tell him anything. The fact that the guy didn't spit on him the moment he opened his mouth is amazing, but then that's not really like Mikado. Though this isn't Mikado as he knows him either, is it?
He might have actually paid attention in class for more than ten minutes at a time if they'd taught things like this.
But that train of thought is just evasion. Mikado is standing right here in front of him. He can't afford not to focus. His voice is slightly strained, stiff, but he doesn't want to scare his friend off with his indecision.]
Just name it, man. You know I'm good for it.
[...right?]