[All he can think to say is, very quietly:] Yeah. [The shoulders quiver under Senri's arms uncontrollably.
Finally, he reaches up and puts a palm across Senri's face, pushing it back without exactly being very rough about it. It isn't much different than petting a cat only to have it haul a loose and bite you when it's finished.]
no subject
Finally, he reaches up and puts a palm across Senri's face, pushing it back without exactly being very rough about it. It isn't much different than petting a cat only to have it haul a loose and bite you when it's finished.]
Shouldn't you be with Takaomi?