[OKAY, definitely something private and something that he personally doesn't need to know more about. Souji definitely doesn't judge - he has a mind broad enough to contain several bars swords many times over - but he also isn't much interested in what other people get up to. So apart from shading to a delicate pink for a moment, he won't reply or ask any more questions.
And Souji always finds weirdos. It's his thing. His best friends are the three idiots out there in the storm trying to surf practically blind, and a guy who claims he can see ghosts - and a lot of children. Absolutely no one will be surprised that he's found another one.
Souji, on the other hand, just looks pleased. He's pretty weird himself, so maybe he's drawn to it in others?]
It's true that it's a good talent, but... [His smile softens, and there is something more mature in his eyes for a moment, as if he's not quite as carefree as he seems; as if he's detected the slightly off note about the other man's need for praise. He reaches out again, and rather solemnly puts two fingers under Kashuu's chin, as if that is something perfectly normal for strangers to do.] ...I think there are probably plenty of good thingsabout you, even at moments when you can't look your best.
The very best qualities about a person isn't in their looks, right? Even for someone as pretty as you, that's still how it is. [And he beams, as if this is pretty much a normal conversation to just spring on someone as well. Kashuu has rediscovered a weirdo...]
/gently saves all your flowers and tears in a totally not creepy way
And Souji always finds weirdos. It's his thing. His best friends are the three idiots out there in the storm trying to surf practically blind, and a guy who claims he can see ghosts - and a lot of children. Absolutely no one will be surprised that he's found another one.
Souji, on the other hand, just looks pleased. He's pretty weird himself, so maybe he's drawn to it in others?]
It's true that it's a good talent, but... [His smile softens, and there is something more mature in his eyes for a moment, as if he's not quite as carefree as he seems; as if he's detected the slightly off note about the other man's need for praise. He reaches out again, and rather solemnly puts two fingers under Kashuu's chin, as if that is something perfectly normal for strangers to do.] ...I think there are probably plenty of good thingsabout you, even at moments when you can't look your best.
The very best qualities about a person isn't in their looks, right? Even for someone as pretty as you, that's still how it is. [And he beams, as if this is pretty much a normal conversation to just spring on someone as well. Kashuu has rediscovered a weirdo...]