[But that's out of politeness, not else meant. She'll just remove her shoes at the doorway before she heads into the living room. Mikado, where are y-- oh.]
[She takes her seat, but she doesn't stop studying him wordlessly. Are there injuries? So many people have returned with injuries if the journals are to be believed after all...]
[ Though there is this nagging feeling in the back of his head that has something to do with Masaomi... but he can't exactly place his finger on it. So he'll brush it off as the Malnosso playing games with his head or something. He brightens, and offers her a bit of a...n unsettling smile. ]
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I'll, ah, go put on some tea, then. I think the door is unlocked...
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Mmm. I'll be there as soon as I can then.
[Click?? Or whatever it is the journal sounds like when it's closed.]
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Ah, come in!
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[But that's out of politeness, not else meant. She'll just remove her shoes at the doorway before she heads into the living room. Mikado, where are y-- oh.]
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Ah...there's no need to tidy up for me.
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He gives a sheepish smile and puts the last pillow on the couch. ]
Ah, no, it is kind of messy...
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Thank you.
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[ Since that water's done anyway, pouring a cup for himself and Anri and sitting down at the table. He motions for her to come sit. ]
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He glances at her before looking away again, searching for something to talk about. ]
Ah... so... How have you been?
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Oh, that's good. You've gotten a bit of a feel for the village, then?
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I haven't really visited the Battle Dome, though.
[She appeared there, and she's not so sure she should be going back there so soon....]
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[ He starts fiddling with his cup and takes a sip or two. They're the only ones in the house. Kinda awkward... ]
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But speaking of scary...]
...were you afraid?
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...Huh?
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Actually, I don't know. ...I can't really remember anything.
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[She peers up over her teacup at him. He seemed fine, and felt fine— it hadn't been a damaging experience at all then.
...maybe he'd been lucky?]
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Yeah, I'm okay! You don't have to worry...
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[Still very unsure. When she next lifts her head, her eyes dart about-- the house's very quiet, she's noticed.]
...is no one else home?
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