[Her tone is as teasing as his is, but her gaze darts over his face, trying to determine what his true mood is. She still feels out of place, uncertain in her actions, but this seems to have worked out.]
[ (un)fortunately for souji, he's been practising how to put on a strong and fake face for a decade. by this time, he has practically perfected putting on a false smile, which he has (a small one), but his hands give him away, as they curl and uncurl and play with the belt loops of his jeans ]
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[Her tone is as teasing as his is, but her gaze darts over his face, trying to determine what his true mood is. She still feels out of place, uncertain in her actions, but this seems to have worked out.]
Do you want to stop by for dinner?
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May I?
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[She really wouldn't have. At least with Ros, he always has the assurance she isn't just doing it to be nice.
Though she does notice the way his hands fidget. Hm.]
Come over. You can even cook, if you feel badly about intruding.