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Old 12-28-2019, 02:35 AM   #7 (permalink)
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Opening his well organized satchel bag, Eiji searched for his alchemy textbook from Himitsumahou and accidentally rattled a few of his potions phials and ingredient tins before managing to pull it out. He had just settled it on to his lap and flipping to where he left off - which was of course on a character he did not know and that had been why he had stopped. He really...hated having to reference his kanji dictionary while reading. It was a frustration that anyone who knew him would assume would be fuel to study his second language with more enthusiasm, but it ended up doing the opposite.

So, perhaps, it was a blessing in disguise that she was trying to engage with him. Pity her attempts were to ask about personal matters. He was a particularly closed book about such things unless you were graced with being in his inner circle. "I'm f----"

And then Phoebe happened. As she usually did. He just wished she would happen when he wasn't around new people. Or maybe people in general because she always brought out a very private side of himself he did not feel others needed to be privy to.

So while his body may have gone rigid to start, he sighed into a relaxed position with his arm around her shoulder. He couldn't deal with the pout if he didn't. "....spirited," he offered somewhat dryly.
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