[like he thought. something's up, and it has to do with his sight; there's little tells, with how natsume prefers to stand and the way he falls a little short, sometimes, grasping for something (or overdoes it, but they're both by a margin someone who isn't used to natsume's norm wouldn't think about) and subaru's lips tuck against each other as he frowns, playing with the hem of his shirt]
Does it look okay? [his voice doesn't betray what he's feeling, at least, unlike his face.] I'll sharpen it if not~.
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Does it look okay? [his voice doesn't betray what he's feeling, at least, unlike his face.] I'll sharpen it if not~.