[ Mine looks on, kept unsure until Nishikiyama takes a forkful and tries the fish. Certainly what he'd implied was that it wouldn't be as nice to have cold, thinking as far as that they'd only come here to eat. ]
Ah. [ He'd gotten stuck on that idea. Mine sits down, too, opposite of Nishikiyama. He's left quietly satisfied, that Nishikiyama'd still seemed to like every meal he'd invited him to. ] Then, please enjoy it.
[ βAnd even the invitation to linger. While he won't eat, Mine sips his wine, not too shy to let his gaze flicker into contact. ]
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Ah. [ He'd gotten stuck on that idea. Mine sits down, too, opposite of Nishikiyama. He's left quietly satisfied, that Nishikiyama'd still seemed to like every meal he'd invited him to. ] Then, please enjoy it.
[ βAnd even the invitation to linger. While he won't eat, Mine sips his wine, not too shy to let his gaze flicker into contact. ]