( ugh, natsume makes a face at subaru—it wanes slightly when subaru grips his wrist, his voice dropping in volume.
as if anyone else is around to hear them. he weighs what it could be, thinking about the weight on his arm, and replies in the same tone he always has. )
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as if anyone else is around to hear them. he weighs what it could be, thinking about the weight on his arm, and replies in the same tone he always has. )
I'm capable of being hoNEST.
( which isn't yes, but it isn't no. )