[ He pulls the cake closer, slicing into it. It looks good.
But Fai freezes for just a moment, the knife still in the cake. ]
I... [ He thinks about it, thinks about telling Nanami that he told others about his childhood, something he never shared before. ]
Maybe one day.
[ As it stands now, he can't do it willingly. It's too much. However... knowing the offer to listen is there? It feels nice. A strange, but nice, feeling. He looks at the cake, focusing on it much more intently than he needs to so he doesn't have to look at Nanami. ]
...Thank you.
[ For thinking that his words have any meaning—that's what he wants to say, but he can't. ]
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But Fai freezes for just a moment, the knife still in the cake. ]
I... [ He thinks about it, thinks about telling Nanami that he told others about his childhood, something he never shared before. ]
Maybe one day.
[ As it stands now, he can't do it willingly. It's too much. However... knowing the offer to listen is there? It feels nice. A strange, but nice, feeling. He looks at the cake, focusing on it much more intently than he needs to so he doesn't have to look at Nanami. ]
...Thank you.
[ For thinking that his words have any meaning—that's what he wants to say, but he can't. ]