[The moment Alois realizes he's practically falling, his eyes drop to white shoes. An attempt to spare Miyuki from feeling anymore on display than he already must. He doesn't look up until the older boy speaks again, and he carefully lowers to knees (in a peculiar sense of habitual, but without thinking), tucking skirt in a smoothing motion over the tops of them, and behind his legs, since he'll be kneeling upon it and so as it keep it from bunching up. It's subconsciously ritualistic.
Less ritualistic, and as quick as he can make it, he tugs trousers free.]
It's particular, [he answers.] We became careless... [That's to say, he feels it's as much his fault, if not completely. As if he should have piped up, hey, what about our underpants? Pants set aside on the bed, just as neatly and dainty as he had descended, he rises again, taking as brief a note as he possibly can of Miyuki's current underwear with the intention of finding something similar. And then into the closet he goes to rummage in the drawers on Miyuki's side. He does actually manage to find a new pair of black boxer-briefs, and a moment later he returns, frowning, still looking guilty.]
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Less ritualistic, and as quick as he can make it, he tugs trousers free.]
It's particular, [he answers.] We became careless... [That's to say, he feels it's as much his fault, if not completely. As if he should have piped up, hey, what about our underpants? Pants set aside on the bed, just as neatly and dainty as he had descended, he rises again, taking as brief a note as he possibly can of Miyuki's current underwear with the intention of finding something similar. And then into the closet he goes to rummage in the drawers on Miyuki's side. He does actually manage to find a new pair of black boxer-briefs, and a moment later he returns, frowning, still looking guilty.]
How do you want to do this?