[ he sees that motion and takes a seat at the table, still watching nanami as he cooks. he tries not to think about how not too long ago, he was sitting in the same seat, reading and watching as itadori busied himself in the kitchen as he made a meal for them. ]
No, it doesn't.
[ fushiguro has gotten to know nanami since they've been here. he knows how he is and itadori still continues to talk highly of him. ]
I... don't know where to start. [ his hands were at his side when he sat down, but then they move to the tabletop. his elbows rest on the table as he leans forward, his forehead pressing into his closed fists. ] Itadori being like this... [ he catches himself for a second before he continues ]
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No, it doesn't.
[ fushiguro has gotten to know nanami since they've been here. he knows how he is and itadori still continues to talk highly of him. ]
I... don't know where to start. [ his hands were at his side when he sat down, but then they move to the tabletop. his elbows rest on the table as he leans forward, his forehead pressing into his closed fists. ] Itadori being like this... [ he catches himself for a second before he continues ]
Do you know about my sister?