โ I don ' t think much about my future in general unless I know it will happen . Expectations become . . . weary , especially in the face of death . โ
she blurt it out as blunt as it could be , unaware that she was letting her storytelling go .
" You just always decide after you already got home? "
Sure, this is kinda bland conversation, but it's relaxing after a day of studying.
" I do too, but I've heard a bunch of other people talk about it like they've always got it figured out before. "
she didn ' t think that Natsuki was able to understand the difficulties within her mind , so she looked down to her at the change of the topic .
โ I usually do not . . โ
She can tell SOMETHING is off, but.. Not what, not even a decent guess, so she decides to put a mental pin in it, opening the door for her as they finally head out of the school, bathed in amber light.
" Anyway, any plans for the night? "
โ I always know how to take care of myself . . โ
in all honesty , those words hit the poet like a truck . her gaze moved to look at her arm , a slight worry stepping inside of her head .
" It's not about seeing it, I don't want someone I care about to get hurt. "
Reaching up to ruffle her hair would feel kinda embarrassing, so.. She does it to Yuri's shoulder instead.
" So try and take care of yourself, okay? "
" Careful, if you walk like that you're gonna end up bumping into a wall. "
She can't help a warm grin growing, seeing Yuri's usual cool demeanor melt down a bit. Just for her.
" Unless you WANT a big bruise on your forehead. "
Her words stagger for a moment, but she pushes herself to seize the gap she's been given, wondering if it was on purpose.
" I mean.. Wasn't that kinda obvious, at this point? We haven't really officially said it, but like.. I hang out with you way more than the others. "
โ are you trying to tell me you . . โ
she stopped herself , the hand coming to her hair again as she walked , just staring to the floor . her insecurities ravaging her mind .
And that she does, trying to keep pace to the side of her. It's late enough that there shouldn't be anyone else around to complain..
" We just get each other, it's comfy, I don't know. "
โ right . . โ
that was all she said before she started walking past her , walking just slow enough so that the other could catch up to her tall figure .
" If I didn't like your company, I wouldn't offer. "
Offering a genuine, warm smile. Not the most common, from her.
" Ready to get going when you are. "
Nodding, getting her phone back into her bag, and soon waiting by the door, excitement for tomorrow spilling a little over into today, putting a little bounce in her idling.
" I can't come over tonight, but I should be able to walk home with you and make it back fine. "
" Huh. Explains a lot. Scary, though. Don't you worry about if you ever needed it, or something? "
She nearly proceeds, but then realises she's just going on, and pulls her phone to check..
" . . . Nothing from Sayori, Moni said she got pulled for council stuff. We go? "
A gentle sigh. She's not wrong, but she always hates skipping out on em like that.
" Mmm.. Think there's any chance they still turn up late? Sent you any messages? "
" Leave..? You gotta be home early tonight or something? "
Tilting her head, wondering if she was a bit too weird, or something. Kinda lost track of time.
As much as she feels the urge to push back.. For once, she'll swallow her pride on this.
" If you're sure. Thank you. "
The pinkette is clearly a bit shy to accept it, but manages to do so. It feels.. Complicated.
That gets a clear jolt from her, but she doesn't back up or try and move. Just.. A little stiff, for a moment.
" I'm not worried, I just wanna be fair, y'know? "
She looks to the side a bit, this all getting a little intense for her to act totally composed..!
Her eyes light up at the suggestion of a dessert bar.. But she tries to restrain her herself just a little bit, to not seem too childish.
" Mm.. I'd like to try the dessert place! I've seen it a couple times, but it's expensive. "
โ there is a restaurant makoto ' s home , or the dessert bar everyone seems to talk about in the hallways . โ
she was really trying here , slight stutters leaving her lips .
" Sure! Anywhere you'd wanna go? I don't really know many good ones. "
The intent isn't lost on her, she's excited by it, even! Just.. Maybe she's a hopeless romantic, but she's always dreamed of being proposed to, and she doesn't dare interfere with Yuri's buildup.