["Ah, yes!" Rei exclaims, and that seems to be enough of a subject change to get him rambling a little about the story of his family's barley tea that he never quite got to tell. Nagisa edges a bit closer as Rei talks, wanting to hear as well. It's the closest to normalcy than he's seen, and he soaks in the sight as much as he's able as Rei and Haru visit with one another. He isn't even thinking about how he can't join them, how he can't partake in the meal he helped decide on, or add his input to the conversation...at least, not at first.
For a while after, Rei doesn't bring up Nagisa again. It perhaps is his way of trying not to dwell and potentially ruin the nice dinner Haru prepared with his emotions, though the effort will certainly be short lived. But he does try, trying to keep the silence filled that he knows Haru doesn't generally keep occupied himself. It's clear who the real talker of them was, though, and by the time the tea is gone and they've nearly finished their meal, Rei has rapidly run out of things to talk about.
"I appreciate you inviting me over like this, Haruka-senpai," he says after some time, his hands shifting around his long-empty tea cup. "I realize I haven't been myself, lately." He pauses, then, keeping his gaze angled down at the cup. His throat bobs a little as he tries to continue, but the words won't come, and suddenly Nagisa finds himself rooted to the spot, unable to move away or get closer if he wanted.
"...I miss Nagisa-kun so much," he mutters thinly, letting one hand release the cup so he can adjust his glasses, but once his hand is there he doesn't pull it away, letting his fingers reach beneath the frames to rub at his eyes before just lingering there.
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For a while after, Rei doesn't bring up Nagisa again. It perhaps is his way of trying not to dwell and potentially ruin the nice dinner Haru prepared with his emotions, though the effort will certainly be short lived. But he does try, trying to keep the silence filled that he knows Haru doesn't generally keep occupied himself. It's clear who the real talker of them was, though, and by the time the tea is gone and they've nearly finished their meal, Rei has rapidly run out of things to talk about.
"I appreciate you inviting me over like this, Haruka-senpai," he says after some time, his hands shifting around his long-empty tea cup. "I realize I haven't been myself, lately." He pauses, then, keeping his gaze angled down at the cup. His throat bobs a little as he tries to continue, but the words won't come, and suddenly Nagisa finds himself rooted to the spot, unable to move away or get closer if he wanted.
"...I miss Nagisa-kun so much," he mutters thinly, letting one hand release the cup so he can adjust his glasses, but once his hand is there he doesn't pull it away, letting his fingers reach beneath the frames to rub at his eyes before just lingering there.
Behind Haru, Nagisa murmurs, very quietly.]
I miss you too. Rei-chan.