( Suguru watches the text bubbles bleep away as Satoru responds. It never crossed his mind that the other boy might have not had a perfect childhood- sure, it only made sense it wasn't since no kid adult every said they did. All childhoods tended to be rough in one way or another- Satoru just never talked too much about it. Something along the lines of 'not living in the past' sort of personality the blonde had. Which only opened the matter up for assumptions in regards to Suguru and his curiosity- he wasn't the type to pry either, or be nosy, when it came to Gojos past. He knew the basics about the Gojo Clan, their ways, and the legend that was the Six Eyes.
When they met, it had been pride that kept Suguru in the shadows about Gojo- not wanting to blow up the other shamans ego with questions about himself. Now? He couldn't help want to know if Satoru had been a happy child...
If they might have been friends back then.)
sheesh, someone's crabby.
( Suguru tilts his head, raising a hand to block the sun from peeking through the shade into his face- he peeks from around his fingers to peek over at Gojo. Eyes trailing down to the brown bag, the smell was welcoming-) mmm? do you accept physical-acts of payment? ( Sitting up, he smiles, shutting both eyes in a bemused expression as he reaches for the bag, gently using one finger to tug it towards himself. Peeking into it...
Then offering that same, foxy closed-eyed smile at Satoru.)
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Something along the lines of 'not living in the past' sort of personality the blonde had. Which only opened the matter up for assumptions in regards to Suguru and his curiosity- he wasn't the type to pry either, or be nosy, when it came to Gojos past. He knew the basics about the Gojo Clan, their ways, and the legend that was the Six Eyes.
When they met, it had been pride that kept Suguru in the shadows about Gojo- not wanting to blow up the other shamans ego with questions about himself. Now? He couldn't help want to know if Satoru had been a happy child...
If they might have been friends back then.)
sheesh, someone's crabby.
( Suguru tilts his head, raising a hand to block the sun from peeking through the shade into his face- he peeks from around his fingers to peek over at Gojo. Eyes trailing down to the brown bag, the smell was welcoming-) mmm? do you accept physical-acts of payment? ( Sitting up, he smiles, shutting both eyes in a bemused expression as he reaches for the bag, gently using one finger to tug it towards himself. Peeking into it...
Then offering that same, foxy closed-eyed smile at Satoru.)
mm... arigatouu~