[It's an absolutely quaint little hole in the wall place, and Junpei, frankly, is expecting a slightly cleaner than normal Pizza Hut, so— well, this tiny restaurant is the fanciest restaurant he's been in in ages. Not a crayon in sight...
He's content to hang back and look around while Charles says hello, managing to get out a polite "Oh, uh, hello" for Gia before the conversation gets away from him again and then they're out on this private patio, a thing his confused perception of restaurants perceives as the fanciest table in the whole place. There are trees out here, it's very fancy—]
What? Oh- Yeah, it's... pretty?
[Admittedly, he's a little overwhelmed by the whirlwind of nice old ladies and Charles' plucky enthusiasm about pasta, but it's a good kind of overwhelmed. And they are still holding hands, which is...
Well, he gives their hands a little swing before he lets go to shuffle over and take a seat.]
She seems really nice. And this whole place smells like the food is good.
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He's content to hang back and look around while Charles says hello, managing to get out a polite "Oh, uh, hello" for Gia before the conversation gets away from him again and then they're out on this private patio, a thing his confused perception of restaurants perceives as the fanciest table in the whole place. There are trees out here, it's very fancy—]
What? Oh- Yeah, it's... pretty?
[Admittedly, he's a little overwhelmed by the whirlwind of nice old ladies and Charles' plucky enthusiasm about pasta, but it's a good kind of overwhelmed. And they are still holding hands, which is...
Well, he gives their hands a little swing before he lets go to shuffle over and take a seat.]
She seems really nice. And this whole place smells like the food is good.