[He settles into a tired frown, the expression awash with..., something, it's hard to say exactly what. Melancholy, of some sort, but he's smiling anyway.]
Yeah. Sounds good. [He has a stray thought to offer to cook, but..., He can't really actually bring it up-- he doesn't know if he'll have the energy or wherewithal to cook immediately.]
[She gives him one more final smile before letting herself out of his room to head back downstairs, again. Shinji's wanted to go home since they arrived, so it's only fair that she finally release him before she passes out asleep on a table.
Whatever these two have got going on... yikes. It sounds messy. Good luck, she guesses.]
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Yeah. Sounds good. [He has a stray thought to offer to cook, but..., He can't really actually bring it up-- he doesn't know if he'll have the energy or wherewithal to cook immediately.]
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[She gives him one more final smile before letting herself out of his room to head back downstairs, again. Shinji's wanted to go home since they arrived, so it's only fair that she finally release him before she passes out asleep on a table.
Whatever these two have got going on... yikes. It sounds messy. Good luck, she guesses.]