“My apologies. I must admit, I’m feeling quite tense about this.” Yusuke was used to guns in the sense that he could work an assault rifle in the Metaverse, and that was about it. A gun store was a whole other thing, but he must not dwell on it. He needed to get his head. He gripped the strap of his bag tightly, but his nerves were soon quelled by the thought of food. Yusuke rose a finger to his lips.
He could really go for some sushi, but his wallet was unsurprisingly light. Ah, could he take some of the Thieves’ funds? No, he knew the others would only get (rightfully) annoyed. If only he hadn’t spent the last of his money on that set of paints - though he would have done it all over again in a heartbeat. He shook off the thought.
At least Ryuji had the sense to stop yelling about Phantom Thieves business in public, though how it took this long for him to learn… Ah, it wasn’t worth thinking about. He placed a hand over his stomach reflectively. “Yes, food sounds like a good idea,” he chuckled. As much as his tastebuds craved the finer things, Yusuke must not tease himself like that. Instead, there was another place that offered reasonably-priced food. “The diner, then.” It was a quick walk from the station, and while they had all the time in the world, his stomach was demanding.
Good grief, he needed to eat more often. It was a thought that would be forgotten soon.
The diner wasn’t too busy, meaning they could sit down pretty quickly. (This also meant food would arrive quicker - thank goodness.) Yusuke picked up a menu and flipped through the pages. Ugh, what was the cheapest thing on here that wasn’t water? That would simply be depressing.
His teammate seemed to relax a bit at the prospect of food. Good. Couldn’t have him be all tense if they entered the shop, it’d only draw attention. Then again... someone like Yusuke was bound to draw attention in a store for gun enthusiasts. Ryuuji not so much, he knew that. Still, the thought of being in charge of their errands made him a little excited. He was gonna do a good job for their leader!
“ Sounds fine by me ”, he agreed, since he would’ve suggested the same. The diner was close by, served good food and the booths offered some privacy. Once they arrived at the place, he went ahead and chose a table in the back, their usual one. Ryuuji idly remembered how they’d come here way back after Yusuke’s first trip to the metaverse. That was... man, that was months ago, huh? Damn.
“ Geez, I ate lunch at home, but this is making me hungry all over again. ” Fuck it, he’d just go for a light snack. Some fries and soda were gonna satisfy his appetite for salt and fizz. Ryuuji threw the menu back on the table and leaned back, legs crossed widely and a hand on his seat.
“ Hey, don’t sweat it too much. If you spend a li'l more than you got, we’ll make it work somehow. B’sides! ” A grin spread on his lips. “ Ya gotta be prepared for the job, man! Can’t disappoint our guy. Oh, by the way... ” He leaned forward, with his brows knit together.
“ Ain’t he seemin’ kinda... off lately? Like... I dunno. I feel like something’s on his mind he won’t talk about. Didn’t get a chance to ask yet, though... ”
It was rare to see him genuinely worried. Maybe he was trying to confide in Yusuke here.
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