TECHNICALLY UNETHICAL. thrown into the depths of a professional relationship. counting on fingers how many times he'd been asked to leave. silver flashed and he's given express permission to sit closer. brood at the director. whom were overly pompous. snapping at the crew like the situation was snapping at his patience. but today was slower; instead of their meeting being an obligation mello arrived of his own free will. the case was hanging in the balance. leads being buried for another time. beast of employment lay at bay as they converse. catching up; sachiko looks interested. holding onto his words; not minding low long the responses were. before gently pushing topic back to him once she'd finished.
briefly eyes leave her to marvel in slight awe at the room. he's always been ignorant to color theory. who knew there were so many different shades of pink to adon every surface down to rugs. almost once could feel out of place. knot in his stomach twists as it produces worey for his complex to chew on. this was wrong. then again a twin thought. how many had actually got so close to @starchiko in a room that weren't replica.
the answer gnaws at him. growing teeth and snarling for response. there probably haven't been others. he's lucky. a smile. soft hidden behind the rim of his cup of tea. the question doesn't see the light of day instead gutted to be replaced with a different one. “ how do you do it? you know searching you up plenty of people are worried about you dating someone everytime you kiss someone on screen especially. don't you get shy having to interact with them afterwards. ” eyes are trained on her taking mental scans of her face. snapshots to keep on loop. with purpose. after all her father did make him swear to see her cyber safety. physical or otherwise if it came down to it. something there was forgotten in their brief. her joy. which was just as important. sappy nature pours from him. the environment files down sharp excessiveness. ( SACHIKO INQUIRED : " you already know i'm not shy . " PROMPTED ■. CLOSED ) grin. playful. she's back to tea and he's back to his thoughts.
no. anyone of those men could be this secret stalker. its a mystery he wasnt found out before. easily sachiko could become one of the heroines in her movies. the ones left astray. any man could do that. could do it. teeth bite the inside of his cheek. face turned away. look too close and see its almost a pout. sulk. response is wrangled after she glances in his direction again. heart attack is on the verge. its contained now. he was losing his mind; one must learn to control themselves. heads sways with thought like liquid in glass. “ i know you aren't. but i bet those men you've kissed were. i wouldn't be. ”