[He chuckles softly as he straightens up, pulling the cup of tea closer to join the sugar and milk he still has next to him. Time to make Wanderer's favorite abomination!]
Are you making some for yourself? Surely you're not thinking about leaving me alone in your kitchen with my tea, right~?
[That makes his eyes go big for a second, heat rushing up into his face. And then he very quickly attempts to laugh it off, looking back down at his teacup.]
It's the flowers, isn't it? I always knew you liked flowers~
[Wanderer might get the distinct impression that Heizou is focusing on stirring the tea in his teacup solely to keep himself from looking the other in the face.]
[He lets out a very soft huff, back to stirring his tea and watching the way the liquid swirls. It might not be all that obvious, but... he's nervous.]
As in... I feel like I shouldn't. Like if I try, you'll run away.
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[Your fake tea, sir.]
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[He chuckles softly as he straightens up, pulling the cup of tea closer to join the sugar and milk he still has next to him. Time to make Wanderer's favorite abomination!]
Are you making some for yourself? Surely you're not thinking about leaving me alone in your kitchen with my tea, right~?
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You also don't keep the right oils for it~
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It's delicious~
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[He's teasing.]
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It's the flowers, isn't it? I always knew you liked flowers~
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[But just a perk. Not the sole reason.]
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[Wanderer might get the distinct impression that Heizou is focusing on stirring the tea in his teacup solely to keep himself from looking the other in the face.]
...Are there other perks you like?
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I suppose that's true... You being pretty is a perk~
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I'm not pretty.
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No? I think you're very pretty, Wanderer~
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Is that why you like me?
[Said casually, but Wanderer is clearly a bit on edge as he asks it.]
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[He turns his attention back on his tea, sipping at it carefully. And eventually he adds, very quietly-]
...It's kind of hard to explain.
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[He just. needs to know. Maybe.]
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As in... I feel like I shouldn't. Like if I try, you'll run away.
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[He goes quiet for a second, just stirring his tea while he tries to figure out the best way to put this into words.]
...People don't really like me. I've told you that before, haven't I?
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[He thinks he might have? But if he did that was a while ago.]
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