[ ...well. If Yuuto's able to talk to her again, then it wasn't a total loss. Something was able to happen. Whether or not it was positive or negative completely... who knows.
So she's gonna follow him to one of the spiceless cafes! Something nice and quiet, which sounds good right now. ]
[Well. As quiet as it can be, when Yuuto is enjoying the snow way too much. Even as they walk, he's having fun sinking into snow piles and tripping over himself.]
There's so much snow now! It's so pretty! [He turns a corner, leading her down one of the side streets and to the secluded cafe,] I heard snow tastes best when you catch it on your tongue. Is that true?
When the alternative is scooping it up and eating it like that, I'd say so. Although you're not really meant to compliment the taste of snow. It's just water, you know? Although, shaved ice is pretty good. Just not in the winter, of course.
I think so. I should be done with it soon... I think maybe tomorrow, if I just work on it for a while. I don't really have anything else going on, so that should work out.
[Yuuto gladly takes her hand, checking along her palm for tension. He's real stupid on a normal day, but something loans him enough brain cells to notice her face going red.]
Hm..?
Ah- Are you cold? Does it hurt? Should we go inside..?
[He shouldn't, but he smiles just a bit. It's a relief to have her admit to it on her own this time. Yuuto continues to massage her palm as they talk.]
Then let's unload some of that burden, hm? What can I do?
[He doesn’t reply immediately. Yuuto knew that Inaba could be difficult, but he didn’t realize that she was hurting Ryoko. Maybe he should have seen the signs… No, he definitely should have.
Slowly he shakes his head and offers a soft smile again. It’s subtle, but he moves his hands to her shoulders so as to silently offer a hug.]
Mm. Thank you… for looking after my best friend. ‘Ryoko’ is very precious to me. If anything happened to her, I don’t know what I’d do.
I think she should do what’s best for her too. I love you.
[ She... she takes a step back. Instead, holding onto her own arms. Staring down at them, in the new coat he gave her. It was a present, they were friends, and he wasn't mad at her.
Why the hell wasn't he mad at her?! ]
I'm frustrated. I know she doesn't want to be alone, I know she's hurting so bad, but... but, I can't do anything. I can't talk to her like that. I just... I can't do it.
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[ That's... all she can really offer on that front. She doesn't really want to move the conversation forward, so... ]
Um... I'm not gonna have to get hot chocolate, am I? I'm not super good with spice...
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[But he won't push either. He does laugh at her concern.]
No, I'll find a place that suits your tastes. The cafes without spice aren't as popular, so I'm sure they'd love for us to visit. Let's go!
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[ ...well. If Yuuto's able to talk to her again, then it wasn't a total loss. Something was able to happen. Whether or not it was positive or negative completely... who knows.
So she's gonna follow him to one of the spiceless cafes! Something nice and quiet, which sounds good right now. ]
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There's so much snow now! It's so pretty! [He turns a corner, leading her down one of the side streets and to the secluded cafe,] I heard snow tastes best when you catch it on your tongue. Is that true?
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[ Oh! Wait-- ]
Have you had a chance to make a snowman?
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[He shakes his head,] Not yet, no! I wish I'd found more time for it. I got so busy.
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[ Frozen sky juice, probably not good for you! ]
Y-Yeah, I suppose. I spent a little time trying it out when I needed a break from knitting.
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Eh~ How's that coming along? Does that mean that you found a stitch you like for Aisaka-san's scarf?
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[Yuuto lifts his own hands and wiggles his fingers.]
I was studying it so I could get payback on Inaba-san, but I can attack you first?
[attack with a massage?]
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[ She... chuckles and holds up her hands. ]
No, no no, I'm fine. If you're studying it for Inaba-san then you should... not me first.
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[He hasn't lowered his hands yet. The threat is still hanging in the air.]
It's not like she's gonna want to be within a mile of me anyway.
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[ So, not positive. Got it. ]
Um... I mean... my hands feel fine?
[ She's flexing her fingers! See? ]
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May I? [He reaches for her hand.]
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...before, she goes slightly red, and... holds the hand back out. ]
S-Sorry. Go ahead.
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Hm..?
Ah- Are you cold? Does it hurt? Should we go inside..?
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[ Ugh, she was doing fine... she just needs to get out of her own head. ]
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Yuuto adjusts his grip and finds a muscle to massage.]
Then I'll keep you warm. And you can say what's on your mind.
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It felt so hard to even start. ]
Mm. I just... I think I just took on a lot again. My stress has been getting the better of me.
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[He shouldn't, but he smiles just a bit. It's a relief to have her admit to it on her own this time. Yuuto continues to massage her palm as they talk.]
Then let's unload some of that burden, hm? What can I do?
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Once I'm done with the scarf, I can start back on getting things ready for our holiday party. From there... I guess, refocusing on the New Year?
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Did the talk with Inaba-san hurt you, Ryoko?
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Damn it. Damn it. ]
I'm sorry. I... it did. I wasn't...
[ She feels anxious even saying anything. ]
...I... I don't think I should keep checking on her going forward. I don't think I can.
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Slowly he shakes his head and offers a soft smile again. It’s subtle, but he moves his hands to her shoulders so as to silently offer a hug.]
Mm. Thank you… for looking after my best friend. ‘Ryoko’ is very precious to me. If anything happened to her, I don’t know what I’d do.
I think she should do what’s best for her too. I love you.
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[ She... she takes a step back. Instead, holding onto her own arms. Staring down at them, in the new coat he gave her. It was a present, they were friends, and he wasn't mad at her.
Why the hell wasn't he mad at her?! ]
I'm frustrated. I know she doesn't want to be alone, I know she's hurting so bad, but... but, I can't do anything. I can't talk to her like that. I just... I can't do it.
[ Her stomach's churning a bit. ]
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