Happy Birthday, Kiryu-san! [I say with a smile as I hold out my gift]
…
[He honestly wasn’t expecting anybody, so when she’d turned up at his door he was more than a little surprised, even more surprised when he sees who it is. He turns his gaze away for a moment in a pointless bid to hide his face, the last mottled signs of his spat with Majima still noticeable around his eyes and nose. It was short lived though, because it was likely that she’d already noticed, or even been told about them before now. It had been a week or two since the skirmish after all.]
…
[He slowly -tentatively- takes the gift, as if he’s not entirely sure what to do with it. After a moment of thought he takes a firmer hold on it, giving the smaller women eye contact and softest hint of a smile.]
Thanks.
Do… You want to come in?
