[He'd already started to sweep up some of the shattered remains of the cup - and just under the table in general, because who the hell left all those crumbs under there goddamnit - when Fuuka's words have him peering over his shoulder.
Not that the action was something he did for very long, as a few seconds later he turned back around to push everything into a neat pile on the floor. Her comment only getting a murmur of something that could have been annoyed acceptance. Stubborn as he was, Fuuka's desire to help would be hard to dissuade without a perfectly good reason, and as of right now he no longer had any.
But he was secretly glad for the company, if the sparkling snowflakes were any indication. At least until the topic of home gets brought up again, causing them to dim back down to how they were before.]
Hm? [Shinjiro peers down at her, temporarily leaning on the broom as he did so. To say he wasn't curious would have been a lie - as he was hoping their initial conversation would have led in that direction before things got a bit heated. After all, he couldn't help but want to make sure that everyone from SEES was still okay - and with Fuuka having such an apparent lead in terms of time and having the details, made it harder for him to resist turning her down.
Part of him knew it didn't matter, because there was nothing he'd be able to do or change when knowing his fate, but they were still kind of like his family in some weird way. Something he'd never say to anyone, but it wasn't hard to see that he genuinely cared about them all. So it's after that long silence of him mulling it over, that he gives the smallest nod to Fuuka.]
... May as well do it now and get it over with. Doubt we'll get many chances to talk like this without someone else around, you know?
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Not that the action was something he did for very long, as a few seconds later he turned back around to push everything into a neat pile on the floor. Her comment only getting a murmur of something that could have been annoyed acceptance. Stubborn as he was, Fuuka's desire to help would be hard to dissuade without a perfectly good reason, and as of right now he no longer had any.
But he was secretly glad for the company, if the sparkling snowflakes were any indication. At least until the topic of home gets brought up again, causing them to dim back down to how they were before.]
Hm? [Shinjiro peers down at her, temporarily leaning on the broom as he did so. To say he wasn't curious would have been a lie - as he was hoping their initial conversation would have led in that direction before things got a bit heated. After all, he couldn't help but want to make sure that everyone from SEES was still okay - and with Fuuka having such an apparent lead in terms of time and having the details, made it harder for him to resist turning her down.
Part of him knew it didn't matter, because there was nothing he'd be able to do or change when knowing his fate, but they were still kind of like his family in some weird way. Something he'd never say to anyone, but it wasn't hard to see that he genuinely cared about them all. So it's after that long silence of him mulling it over, that he gives the smallest nod to Fuuka.]
... May as well do it now and get it over with. Doubt we'll get many chances to talk like this without someone else around, you know?