[ this entire scenario seems a bit too intimate, Katsura figures, and he thinks maybe they should distance themselves. He has to stop and wonder why, though? Why should they? This is comforting and nice, why should be be hesitant? And yet, he still feels that tugging on his heart that maybe it isn't what he should be doing.
Katsura is a rebel, though.
His head turns to look at Sakamoto, the heat flaring into his cheeks probably something his friend can feel, unbeknown to him. Softly, he speaks: ]
That is a long time for you. [ he is accustomed to Sakamoto flitting about space, but maybe he is wrong. Maybe it is a short time. ]
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Katsura is a rebel, though.
His head turns to look at Sakamoto, the heat flaring into his cheeks probably something his friend can feel, unbeknown to him.
Softly, he speaks: ]
That is a long time for you.
[ he is accustomed to Sakamoto flitting about space, but maybe he is wrong. Maybe it is a short time. ]
Are you inviting me to stay for two weeks?