[Sometimes they're important! And he's good at not completely losing a train of thought once he's been mulling away at it, even if he has to put it aside to deal with something else for a bit. Besides, having his hyperfocus broken so someone can talk to him is a lot more pleasant than...other options he's experienced...
He smiles a bit at her reaction - obviously he'd be happy to help her figure something out. If nothing else, it might be nice to have a regular jogging partner; it's not quite the same thing as training with his friends and classmates, but it's still always nicer to do with others than alone. But it's clearly not what she came here for, so he waits patiently instead of jumping right into the first topic to come up.
And-
Oh. Oh.
He looks back and forth between her face and the pocket notebook (a notebook! and pen! just for him?) and his eyes are almost immediately glassy with unshed tears. Oh, he wasn't expecting something like this. He would never have imagined anyone would seek him out just to give him a present.
He reaches out to take the gifts timidly, as though afraid he's somehow misunderstanding the whole situation. Which, honestly, a tiny part of him probably is. He's still not entirely used to things like this.]
You -- [His voice wavers a bit, and he presses his other hand to his mouth as he takes a steadying breath.] You didn't have to...
[He has not blinked since she revealed the notebook and pen, because if he makes one wrong move he will start to cry and he does not want to give Shiomi the wrong idea. Nothing is wrong! He's just a crybaby! He swears!]
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[Sometimes they're important! And he's good at not completely losing a train of thought once he's been mulling away at it, even if he has to put it aside to deal with something else for a bit. Besides, having his hyperfocus broken so someone can talk to him is a lot more pleasant than...other options he's experienced...
He smiles a bit at her reaction - obviously he'd be happy to help her figure something out. If nothing else, it might be nice to have a regular jogging partner; it's not quite the same thing as training with his friends and classmates, but it's still always nicer to do with others than alone. But it's clearly not what she came here for, so he waits patiently instead of jumping right into the first topic to come up.
And-
Oh. Oh.
He looks back and forth between her face and the pocket notebook (a notebook! and pen! just for him?) and his eyes are almost immediately glassy with unshed tears. Oh, he wasn't expecting something like this. He would never have imagined anyone would seek him out just to give him a present.
He reaches out to take the gifts timidly, as though afraid he's somehow misunderstanding the whole situation. Which, honestly, a tiny part of him probably is. He's still not entirely used to things like this.]
You -- [His voice wavers a bit, and he presses his other hand to his mouth as he takes a steadying breath.] You didn't have to...
[He has not blinked since she revealed the notebook and pen, because if he makes one wrong move he will start to cry and he does not want to give Shiomi the wrong idea. Nothing is wrong! He's just a crybaby! He swears!]