001. his door is always open // open post.

[profaci]

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[profaci]

Huh.

[Yeah, that was weird. Really, really weird.]

Maybe she's bored? Then again, if that was her reason, Zangyaku's got busier power bases than Kibo.

[kinesthesia]

[ Folding her legs under her on the chair now and running an idle hand through her hair as she thinks this through. Tongue in cheek because, yeah. Perfect point there, Profaci.

And because-- ] Did you notice anything weird while we were in Tokyo?

[ Because you know, she was kind of distracted. And distraught over blademate's decisions. ]

[profaci]

Nope.

[...Which, ironically, just makes the entire thing even MORE weird.

Cen now has his Thinking Face on.]

...Huh.

[It's a different 'huh' from the other one. It's the Profaci 'Huh' of okay what the heck is going on.]

[kinesthesia]

[ Silence. For likely a full minute. And then some.

Turning to him with a thought that she waves off anyway because, no.

Head moving to look back again -- but no.

Maybe--

--shaking head. No. ]

I got nothing.

[ And the look on her face is simply: I don't like it when I've got nothing and there is probably something? ]

[profaci]

[You are so cute, waifu.

...But who is he kidding. He feels the same way.]

Maybe... it is nothing...?

[Yeah, right.]

[kinesthesia]

[ This is her pouring a second glass of wine -- one for each of you.

And then looking over with just this face. ]

[profaci]

[Sigh.

Taking that glass now, looking a little put out.]

A guy can hope, can't he?

[Definitely asking Feranen for his take on this shit. Definitely.]