[For once Aoba doesn't feel pressured to talk, which is nice. Knowing his company enough pays off and surprisingly the silence is companionable. He notes with light interest the foods Noiz is devouring at a steady rate, while the ones he leaves Aoba has found himself favoring.
The sounds of the other customers and food being put out fill the silence between them nicely. For once, spending time with Noiz has a natural quality to it.
Maybe that's why he can't help himself when he sees a line of sauce trailing from Noiz's lips. Gesturing to his own mouth:]
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The sounds of the other customers and food being put out fill the silence between them nicely. For once, spending time with Noiz has a natural quality to it.
Maybe that's why he can't help himself when he sees a line of sauce trailing from Noiz's lips. Gesturing to his own mouth:]
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