[Yu laughs softly, following onto the blanket.] I know, I know. It's unforgivable.
[He's not serious, but he does feel, a little bit, like he's been missing out. Like it's a shame he didn't know this was all here before. His feelings about the gardens have been mixed, really; he can be somewhat avoidant of places in the resort that trigger uncontrolled effects, but at the same time, the outdoor areas --"outdoor"-- have been grounding, in a place that feels so thoroughly ungrounded.
The bento sparks nostalgia; he shakes his head a bit at what seems like an apology wrapped in an explanation, a soft, fond smile working into his expression.]
It's perfect.
[Who doesn't swear by konbini bento anyway?? He peers into the basket as well, ostensibly to help unpack, but...it helps him feel less flustered, too, having something to focus on.] Akira...thank you.
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[He's not serious, but he does feel, a little bit, like he's been missing out. Like it's a shame he didn't know this was all here before. His feelings about the gardens have been mixed, really; he can be somewhat avoidant of places in the resort that trigger uncontrolled effects, but at the same time, the outdoor areas --"outdoor"-- have been grounding, in a place that feels so thoroughly ungrounded.
The bento sparks nostalgia; he shakes his head a bit at what seems like an apology wrapped in an explanation, a soft, fond smile working into his expression.]
It's perfect.
[Who doesn't swear by konbini bento anyway?? He peers into the basket as well, ostensibly to help unpack, but...it helps him feel less flustered, too, having something to focus on.] Akira...thank you.