[It's nice to get this cooperation, and on the rather quiet train ride closer, Eichi can tell that the both of them are grim about this for a reason. It's heavy, the silence, and Eichi has to keep a frown from slipping into place. It's the same as usual, his eyes separated from the constant smile on his lips.
Especially now, in this cafe. He'd tried to be patient, to stay in his seat and watch, but it's not close enough. He can't tell what this is at all...? So, he gets up only to walk to the window, abandoning his tea to stare at the strange building across the street.]
From the outside, at least, it doesn't look the same at all. Isn't this a prison...?
[Despite his smile, it's making him a little sick. The reality of being so far from his own home is heavy, isn't it? He may have Keito here, but this Keito already belongs to another Eichi. It's such a strange thing.]
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Especially now, in this cafe. He'd tried to be patient, to stay in his seat and watch, but it's not close enough. He can't tell what this is at all...? So, he gets up only to walk to the window, abandoning his tea to stare at the strange building across the street.]
From the outside, at least, it doesn't look the same at all. Isn't this a prison...?
[Despite his smile, it's making him a little sick. The reality of being so far from his own home is heavy, isn't it? He may have Keito here, but this Keito already belongs to another Eichi. It's such a strange thing.]