[it was so often the little things, with satoru. suguru was the best at spotting them, rarely distracted by satoru's obnoxious demeanor—and thus he catches that slight shift that others would surely miss? the ghost of the softness that once existed between them. it is a mistake, sitting here; suguru is suddenly certain that he should be anywhere else.
but satoru shifts about, making himself more comfortable before offering up something that is, when taken at face value, so trivial as to be insignificant. they all made a "friend" in that first car; this is hardly news—except that it must be news, if this is how satoru is choosing to start this conversation. someone besides suguru happened to catch satoru's attention, and suguru thinks, instantly, of the cursed energy he's sensed from car to car. always on the periphery; an aberration suguru intended to double back to check, once satoru was dealt with, but now—
—hmm. suguru just barely tilts his head, seeking an angle that will allow him to keep closer watch on satoru's expression.]
Oh? [how curious.] You never were very good at that.
[he was always better at annoying others, leaving suguru to smooth everything over—or others were simply too intimidated to approach, or had preconceived notions of how satoru should act, or too often took satoru at face value. the list could go on, but the list is not what makes this supposed friend so curious.]
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but satoru shifts about, making himself more comfortable before offering up something that is, when taken at face value, so trivial as to be insignificant. they all made a "friend" in that first car; this is hardly news—except that it must be news, if this is how satoru is choosing to start this conversation. someone besides suguru happened to catch satoru's attention, and suguru thinks, instantly, of the cursed energy he's sensed from car to car. always on the periphery; an aberration suguru intended to double back to check, once satoru was dealt with, but now—
—hmm. suguru just barely tilts his head, seeking an angle that will allow him to keep closer watch on satoru's expression.]
Oh? [how curious.] You never were very good at that.
[he was always better at annoying others, leaving suguru to smooth everything over—or others were simply too intimidated to approach, or had preconceived notions of how satoru should act, or too often took satoru at face value. the list could go on, but the list is not what makes this supposed friend so curious.]
Do they have a name?