[ Susato catches that brief moment of paranoia, but it passes so quickly she thinks she might have imagined it. She definitely doesn't have the time to process it. Maybe that was just him realizing how hungry he was again? (Did he even eat breakfast this morning?)
Nah, she's just dragging this out. She shakes her head to keep her eyes from going wide, and manages to resist slapping herself in the cheeks. ]
No... Well– [ Yes? Wait. No. Nope. ] Not exactly the flowerworks themselves. But I...
[ ...She'll quietly let Yujin sweat it out for a few seconds more before she gathers herself. ]
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Nah, she's just dragging this out. She shakes her head to keep her eyes from going wide, and manages to resist slapping herself in the cheeks. ]
No... Well– [ Yes? Wait. No. Nope. ] Not exactly the flowerworks themselves. But I...
[ ...She'll quietly let Yujin sweat it out for a few seconds more before she gathers herself. ]