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[topgun_textiles]

[He understood, but wound an arm around her still. The stories told of just how dangerous they were. She could tough all sorts of things, but the idea of potentially being tangled so deep with a group like that...? It did come with the position.

But let's be upbeat instead of really ridiculously worried for her when she'd already had a few brush-ups with terrifying people!]

O-okay, for real, if ya never write a damn book about your life, I'll write the thing!

[pishirogane]

[It might be a while until she felt like people weren't breathing down her neck all the time, but when that day came, she would be relieved.]

[Leaning against him, she was going to enjoy their time together on this trip with a smile. Until his outburst made her eyes snap open.]

Huh? Why?

[topgun_textiles]

Why not?

[He frowned briefly in thought.]

I mean, yeah, people would question the Shadow stuff, but your TV interviews, the articles, what stories ya've told me... How many people our age can even claim half of that?

[He gave her a brief squeeze and lay a cheek atop her head.]

But... that ain't all of it. Deep down she's a passionate nerd whose eyes get big as saucers when she sees prismal mech suits before treks into the desert, and makes friends with tiny crystal foxes when she thinks nobody's looking. Ghosts freak her out, but she's one of the most reliable people you'll ever come to know and ain't afraid to sock ya one when a Shadow makes your head spin in the middle of a battle.

I think a book from somebody like you is what a lotta people need, both girls and boys.

[pishirogane]

... You know you can omit the Shadow information. It might be best to leave that out, or find another way to talk about it.

[Though, that sounds like she was considering it. Her face brightened. H-He caught her with the crystal foxes? Oh no...]

It couldn't really mean that much to people, could it?

[topgun_textiles]

You're a fuckin' legend, Naoto, and you ain't even hit your twenties yet. Y'know how our society is, too.

I think there are loads of people out there waiting for that little push from someone like you to inspire them to be greater than others say they are and make 'em think they are.

I mean, you... you inspire me to keep bettering myself, yeah? I'd be first in line to get my copy signed to boot.

...B-but this ain't a 'get on it RIGHT NOW' sorta thing. Just sayin' to give it some thought.

[pishirogane]

Yes, I do, and I was fortunate to have the drive and resources to come this far.

[But that's the key issue... and she doesn't know if she wants people trying to accomplish things before they're ready.]

Yes... all of this is hypothetical. I'm at least glad I could inspire you.

[topgun_textiles]

Whadda they call 'em... oh, muses! You're like my muse, and you even get the wings sometimes n' everything.

Bunny-Bat muse. With tentacles.

[pishirogane]

A bit much on a muse, isn't it?

[She looked away, red again because she could really do without the tentacles despite everything they can do... ahem.]

[topgun_textiles]

[He turned to look her way.]

Do you not like 'em...? I wager they could help a lot with your projects, havin' so many extra arms like that.

They also feel really friggin' nice.

[pishirogane]

O-Oh...

[Well, at least he does enjoy them.]

Well, they can be helpful, but they're not good for projects that require fine detail.

[topgun_textiles]

[He offered his hands.]

People say that about my hands, too, and look what I can make, yeah?

You just gotta keep at it, I think.

[pishirogane]

[Looking at his hands, she soon took one into both of hers and began to trace over the callous marks he had on his palm.]

Perhaps? The issue really is the suckers picking up more than they need to.

[topgun_textiles]

Yeah, they are pretty intense...

[He frowned thoughtfully.]

What's it like...? I mean, you just feel through 'em, right? And you could stick to stuff.

[pishirogane]

... It's strange, but no different from touching with my fingers. However, I can... slightly 'taste' with them too.

[topgun_textiles]

Taste!?

[He'd ask if she was joking but no. Not about things like this.]

H-how, um... strongly, exactly?

[Oh no. He needs to take more baths. But what if his skin dries out...??]

[pishirogane]

... Think of it like when you taste something upon smelling it. It's comparable to that.

[So, while not the same as her mouth, it was still pretty strong.]

[topgun_textiles]

[Thinking on it now, he never disliked how she tasted, so maybe... maybe he was okay. Still, the whole idea of being able to taste through suckers on your arms was pretty wild.]

Hmmm. Then I'm glad I don't sweat as much as I used to, h-heheh...

[He gave the menu a twirl.]

Oh, and this all looks pretty good. Can't choose, though. Ya might need ta be the tiebreaker.

[pishirogane]

... It's fine if you did.

[B-But getting their minds off this, they were supposed to be ordering food, right?]

Hm, which ones look the most appealing to you?

[topgun_textiles]

[She really was too kind... but she was blunt- if it bothered her, she'd tell him, right? God, he hoped.]

U-uhm... I dunno, I figure since it's cold as hell out, maybe we stick to tradition and maybe ask if they can make zenzai, too!

[Because what better to warm you up? Ah, but maybe it'd be too sweet for her... but he was in a comfort food kinda mood.]

[pishirogane]

[Oh yes, she would tell him.]

A more traditional meal does sound appealing.

Hmm... Zenzai. Yes, we could ask. And if they don't have it exactly, they might have an equivalent; however, I may just split with you if that's alright.

[He was right assuming it might be on the 'too sweet' for her scale.]

[topgun_textiles]

S-sure, we can split it!

[He went for the tablet and found the app for it. Huh, the prismals just... try to be as convenient as possible, huh? But he grinned a bit.]

But Naoto... Naoto, that means we'd have to share mochi. That's an indirect kiss!

[pishirogane]

[Nodding, she watches him order with a smile.]

Would you prefer I kiss you directly? I think I can do that while we're waiting...

[topgun_textiles]

[Let's see... this, that, aaaand... this? Yeah. Maybe some light treats, too. It was the holidays! Nothing too sweet, since he probably should ease up on sweets anyway. With a little notif, the order was acknowledged. He gave the tablet a little nudge onto the table, where it would lay forgotten.]

Oooh... that sounds like a better idea.

[He reached out and tucked her hair back, offering a lopsided smile. Maybe he did see her every day now, living together and working to figure out what the fuck was happening with this planet, but that didn't mean he couldn't just... look at her. Could anyone blame him?

Then again, how long had he spent avoiding looking at her all through high school, dumbass that he was?]

[pishirogane]

Haha, I thought it might.

[Leaning to his hand, she brought her eyes to focus on his face before her own hands reached up to caress his cheeks and trace his jawline. He was staring at her so intensely, but that was fine. She's gotten better use to it.]

[Just like she's gotten easier with kissing him in privacy.]

[topgun_textiles]

[So much easier. To think he was once so terrified of being within arm's reach of her to boot. Now he all but melted against the touch, doing nothing to mask the small shiver up his back.]

...Lights...?

[It was such a weird habit, but he was thankful that his unfocused command was acknowledged, the cable car helpfully darkening a number of interior lights. They lived in garish 1980's world, but that didn't mean he had to be alright with the brights.

Kanji sank into that kiss with a soft sigh, idly noticing that the tip of her nose was as cold as his. Maybe they'd spent a little too long out in the woods. Hell with it... nobody caught a cold when you had things like moonlacing.]