So it's got a kitchen? [a derisive snipe that does little more to display his eagerness for a new topic. talking shit about that place, he can do. the touchy-feely stuff? well, not as simple — but Keigo knows that, and Guanshan appreciates how easy he makes the transition.]
[with a grunt, he nods, shoving his hands down in his pockets.] En. Lead the way.
[there's something still so familiar about it, even if this time he's following in Keigo's wake. he's long since stopped questioning whether or not he should go home with strangers — Lagunbiru didn't allow for those sorts of questions — but even if he did, this would still feel normal. if he offered to cook and roll him a joint it'd be like déjà vu on a different background.]
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[with a grunt, he nods, shoving his hands down in his pockets.] En. Lead the way.
[there's something still so familiar about it, even if this time he's following in Keigo's wake. he's long since stopped questioning whether or not he should go home with strangers — Lagunbiru didn't allow for those sorts of questions — but even if he did, this would still feel normal. if he offered to cook and roll him a joint it'd be like déjà vu on a different background.]