[ huh... well, he wasn't sure what it was, but one thing was quite clear - he hadn't intended for anyone to see it, and now that he knew someone had... he was embarrassed. heh-- no, no he's not going to let that go. ]
So. [ it's coming. there's no stopping it. Izumi's going to let him squirm a little, pausing before-- ] What was that? Is it some kind of ritual to pray for good food?
[ not sure if the truth is more or less embarrassing than that idea. he'd be better off wishing for lightening to strike Izumi's memory honestly. ]
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So. [ it's coming. there's no stopping it. Izumi's going to let him squirm a little, pausing before-- ] What was that? Is it some kind of ritual to pray for good food?
[ not sure if the truth is more or less embarrassing than that idea. he'd be better off wishing for lightening to strike Izumi's memory honestly. ]