[He notices the continued contact and, sure, it feels good because she's pretty and friendly and he likes her personality but it feeds something so much deeper inside of him too. Maybe they're both escaping from their usual lives for the day and if they can escape together -
having someone along for the ride makes things seem even more warm and welcoming.
The sound he makes is a coughed laugh at both her enthusiasm and her decision to share and that's not a protest of any kind. His head cocks, just the slightest bit, listening to her talk and if he doesn't understand a word of it, he likes the way it sounds and the flow back and forth between her and the couple behind the counter. As cheat at it 'dates' go, he thinks his is going really well and he watches without even trying to hide his curiousity as the meal is put together in what is, she wasn't exaggerating, a huge bowl of - things. Ice and fruit and what looks like bean paste and - maybe ice cream and by the time they're done he's not really sure what's in it anymore, just that its going to be impressive.
She beats him to the draw with paying for it too and his mouth opens to protest - before he shuts it again and picks up the bowl with his free hand instead. He doesn't want to argue with her, not if it means he'd lose her touch. He doesn't think he's off in his guess that she can afford a bowl of ice cream. He can treat next time. He'd like to think he might get a chance at a next time. So he just gives her hand a light squeeze, pressing it between his own arm and his side and heads them both for a booth that lets him sit with his back to a wall and a good view of the doors.]
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having someone along for the ride makes things seem even more warm and welcoming.
The sound he makes is a coughed laugh at both her enthusiasm and her decision to share and that's not a protest of any kind. His head cocks, just the slightest bit, listening to her talk and if he doesn't understand a word of it, he likes the way it sounds and the flow back and forth between her and the couple behind the counter. As cheat at it 'dates' go, he thinks his is going really well and he watches without even trying to hide his curiousity as the meal is put together in what is, she wasn't exaggerating, a huge bowl of - things. Ice and fruit and what looks like bean paste and - maybe ice cream and by the time they're done he's not really sure what's in it anymore, just that its going to be impressive.
She beats him to the draw with paying for it too and his mouth opens to protest - before he shuts it again and picks up the bowl with his free hand instead. He doesn't want to argue with her, not if it means he'd lose her touch. He doesn't think he's off in his guess that she can afford a bowl of ice cream. He can treat next time. He'd like to think he might get a chance at a next time. So he just gives her hand a light squeeze, pressing it between his own arm and his side and heads them both for a booth that lets him sit with his back to a wall and a good view of the doors.]
Next time, I treat, Hana.