@blkcts is being treated like an honour guest | ♕ |
finger entwined with each other, yet eyes did not lock on anything else in particular: nor the wooden, smooth surface of her desk, the tall shelves against the white walls of her study and not even the files and reports piled ordinately - the ones separating her figure from the boy. she could say some things, with that job she had chosen - although secondary of a sort, would have never changed. and while his friends were surely relaxing around the mansion, or on the property outside -- naturally, she had insisted on talking to the leader of said new group of users, a new generation. a brighter future.
as a formal meeting, that could have been considered the first formal one. and she did like behaving as appropriately as possible, especially when dealing with such special people. she was too, of course -- and for a while, that wouldn’t have changed. hopefully, he would have understood well: their age gap was not that wide to be considered that hard to comprehend and Mitsuru was sure their shared abilities would have made it all much simpler. friendliness was so hard to be shown, usually, but exceptions had to be made. her way more motherly side. plus, there was nothing he had to fear about her, the place or all the people he would have maybe met there. the place could get crowded, especially on such occasions.
« --something ? Would you like to have something ? »
guests were sacred -- something her father had always said to her, especially when younger. now occupying her place as future leader of her family Group, the girl had to show surely respect that way -- her base, there - the one nearest the capital, was definitely not her favourite but definitely big enough. yet away from home and Iwatodai. maybe she just had to get accustomed to travelling, and for once not consider a headquarter a stable one anymore: Shadows attacks would have not decreased in number anyway - spreading anywhere in no time.
« You’re not a boy of many words, are you ? »
