;—≼☽≽ The mercenary expected that reaction, to be perfectly honest. He had extended his hand mainly to make an attempt at picking Shiemi’s spirit up, because hand-holding was like hugging, it can comfort a person, but he wasn’t upset at her silent ‘no,’ instead returning her smile with a small one of his own. His hand returned to its proper location, answering her comment by saying, “That certainly is true. I will only call it the best if it offers a wide array of treats as well, however.” That did tend to be the case, since nothing went well with tea other than a slice of cake.
He’d more than likely love it anyway. “Even if they didn’t have much, I’d still enjoy it anyway,” he said, voicing his thoughts. Of course, Inigo had to continue with that with: “Since I’ll be spending this time with such a lovely lass.” Yep, habits died hard. Still, Inigo accepts her silent response, beginning to take the lead with Shiemi at his side, going at a leisurely pace.
“That’s fine,” Inigo replies, keeping his steps in time, “If you have a curfew, we can return to your home before you would ever have to worry about it getting late in the first place.” It shouldn’t be that difficult to circle around so they get some sight seeing in, right? Then again, he’s not very aware of this place…
At the silence after his reply, Inigo mulled over what else he could ask, but Shiemi thankfully filled that with a question of her own. “Ah, it’s a funny story actually, Moriyama.” It started when he was young, barely able to even talk to another person who wasn’t his family, and barely beginning to converse with girls. Flowers can be a gift, to start a conversation, and his mother told him, ‘every girl is like a flower, they each bloom in their own ways, but that does not mean that they’re weak. No, they have thorns that keep them from others, meaning that they are to be plucked carefully, never reaped.’ Then it became a hobby once he learned that they too had meanings, and so he used that along with his flirting… “I liked them before, but then I found out that they had meanings behind them as well, and eventually it became a hobby,” he answers instead, skipping the long explanation for now. “How about you? Is it only because of your grandmother that you grow them now?”
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