[She watches quietly, eyes idly drawing down to the hands that are curling on the table. There was something more on his mind, but it seems like he was struggling to part with the idea for whatever reason.
He finally gives a no, and Fuuka frowns gently, brow furrowing slightly. Isn't Castor's attack all the more reason not to withhold information from each other? She frowns, but then Shinjiro's already moving the conversation along.
A little sigh as she takes the cup of tea and sips at it, shaking her head afterward slightly.]
It's been awhile... I don't fully recall them. [...maybe she would try again in a bit.]
man i don't remember this game junk..... oh well
He finally gives a no, and Fuuka frowns gently, brow furrowing slightly. Isn't Castor's attack all the more reason not to withhold information from each other? She frowns, but then Shinjiro's already moving the conversation along.
A little sigh as she takes the cup of tea and sips at it, shaking her head afterward slightly.]
It's been awhile... I don't fully recall them. [...maybe she would try again in a bit.]