[If they're not cherry-flavored, he won't be convinced. This is probably actual fact, and everything.
But it doesn't matter; he doesn't really watch the rest of the play, and there's that good companionable silence he was enjoying earlier, back to stay this time. To be honest, he's glad for the opportunity to shut his brain off and just sit here and do nothing for a while; sure, maybe seeing a borderline pornographic play isn't... what he would usually choose... but somehow, Kakyoin manages to relax.
Which would make him suspicious, if he didn't also feel a little-- heavier, maybe, but comfortably so. He glances up at Polnareff, considers, then shrugs.]
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[If they're not cherry-flavored, he won't be convinced. This is probably actual fact, and everything.
But it doesn't matter; he doesn't really watch the rest of the play, and there's that good companionable silence he was enjoying earlier, back to stay this time. To be honest, he's glad for the opportunity to shut his brain off and just sit here and do nothing for a while; sure, maybe seeing a borderline pornographic play isn't... what he would usually choose... but somehow, Kakyoin manages to relax.
Which would make him suspicious, if he didn't also feel a little-- heavier, maybe, but comfortably so. He glances up at Polnareff, considers, then shrugs.]
I'm alright. Somehow. [....hmm.] Are you?