[That's -- surprising. And not, in certain ways. It's rare for Ryuji's perversions to swerve his way (which is fine, for now). It's unexpected enough for a grin to overtake his features ahead of any feasible rebuttal. There's a beat of silence, at least.]
She can't hear us if we're making out.
[For the record. He'll step nearer still, move to take him by the shoulders -- one hand drops to try and maneuver his bag into the nearest booth.]
no
She can't hear us if we're making out.
[For the record. He'll step nearer still, move to take him by the shoulders -- one hand drops to try and maneuver his bag into the nearest booth.]