That he doesn't immediately move to exit the room is something Namie is thankful for, strangely enough. He's nowhere near as tense as he was initially and, if she's completely honest with herself, she's enjoying their conversation. And his company, for that matter, which is an almost disarming thing to acknowledge even without saying so much aloud.
Without anything to busy herself with, she finds her full attention fixed on Shizuo, allowing him to take the roll of tape without question as she listens to his story. From the way he talks about his brother, it sounds like their temperments are opposite one another - that Shizuo's is on an extremely short fuse depending on the situation and Kasuka is more relaxed. It seems fitting since she can't quite picture both of them as the same type. That's the kind of thing that would get around if the way people regard Shizuo is anything to go by.
"Ah, it really was all by accident." She sounds somewhat amused by the story, though she shakes her head a little. "We're only meant to be more successful first because we're older. Circumstances don't always allow for that." With that, she's pushing herself up from the toilet, her hair slipping back over her shoulder with a turn of her head. Then she's turning to stand in front of Shizuo, reaching out to give the bottom of his vest a light tug, her eyes roaming over his outfit as if she's expecting to find some sign that it's the same one he was wearing the first time he was in her apartment.
"You said he gave you this outfit. More than one, I assume." Her gaze shifts upward as she tilts her head slightly. "So you were a bartender at one point?"
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Without anything to busy herself with, she finds her full attention fixed on Shizuo, allowing him to take the roll of tape without question as she listens to his story. From the way he talks about his brother, it sounds like their temperments are opposite one another - that Shizuo's is on an extremely short fuse depending on the situation and Kasuka is more relaxed. It seems fitting since she can't quite picture both of them as the same type. That's the kind of thing that would get around if the way people regard Shizuo is anything to go by.
"Ah, it really was all by accident." She sounds somewhat amused by the story, though she shakes her head a little. "We're only meant to be more successful first because we're older. Circumstances don't always allow for that." With that, she's pushing herself up from the toilet, her hair slipping back over her shoulder with a turn of her head. Then she's turning to stand in front of Shizuo, reaching out to give the bottom of his vest a light tug, her eyes roaming over his outfit as if she's expecting to find some sign that it's the same one he was wearing the first time he was in her apartment.
"You said he gave you this outfit. More than one, I assume." Her gaze shifts upward as she tilts her head slightly. "So you were a bartender at one point?"