Watching Junpei anxiously, she wondered if the apartment was familiar to him. Biting the inside of her cheek, she forced herself not to ask him or prod as to what else he remembered. If anything. Nodding at his compliment, she began moving to the kitchen, already anticipating his answer to her offer.
Before he had finished speaking, she had pulled out a soda from the fridge, opened it and walking back to hand it to him.
"Here you go," she said with a small smile. She decided to get one for herself too, just to have something to do with her hands.
"Thank you...I hope you enjoy staying here. I want this to be your home too...w-when you're staying here," she said dropping her gaze a moment before continuing. "If there's anything you need or want, don't hesitate to ask."
Tapping her fingers against her soda can, she began to move down a short hall way that lead to the two bedrooms. Keeping her eyes away from their bedroom, she took him into the guest room. It was simple, and a blank slate. "Here's your room, Junpei. Some of your things are over there," she motioned to two boxes sitting beside the bed. Inside were items she, and Mitsuru, had deemed fit for him to have; nothing that might clue him into the reality of the situation. At least not yet.
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Re: Two
Date: 2013-07-25 04:49 am (UTC)Before he had finished speaking, she had pulled out a soda from the fridge, opened it and walking back to hand it to him.
"Here you go," she said with a small smile. She decided to get one for herself too, just to have something to do with her hands.
"Thank you...I hope you enjoy staying here. I want this to be your home too...w-when you're staying here," she said dropping her gaze a moment before continuing. "If there's anything you need or want, don't hesitate to ask."
Tapping her fingers against her soda can, she began to move down a short hall way that lead to the two bedrooms. Keeping her eyes away from their bedroom, she took him into the guest room. It was simple, and a blank slate. "Here's your room, Junpei. Some of your things are over there," she motioned to two boxes sitting beside the bed. Inside were items she, and Mitsuru, had deemed fit for him to have; nothing that might clue him into the reality of the situation. At least not yet.