[Oh--OH!!!!! OH!! OH NO. His eyes grow as big as saucers. He looks stunned! He looks at this, then at Matsui, disbelieving, then at it again like it might vanish before his very eyes.]
Mr. Matsui...
[SCREAM (he doesn't actually scream, but he does squeal).] You are such a considerate man!! [Hikari suffered this very thing once--no, twice now that I think about it.
[This is what Matsui gets for being nice and bringing him his favorite thing in the whole world. SWEETS! CHOCOLATE! SEE, even Matsui knows. Not about sweets, but he knows!
Matsui is freed only because there is FOOD. He is looking at it, starstruck...]
You didn't have to repay me... but, yes, this is perfect. I can't wait to eat it.
[ME FOR A SECOND LIKE A CHOCOLATE QUESO?? (realizes)
Anyway, Matsui's about to raise a hand to gently refuse the offer because he can't be messin around with his blood sugar at this hour (he can), BUT THEN. A PIG NOISE... AND A MEMORY...... UWAH........
Honestly it's less dire than some of the memories he'd experienced before, but that doesn't make it any less sorrowful. In some ways, this is more poignant in its sadness than even the sharp and biting edge of the memories he'd seen before.]
...Children do lose that connection, as time goes on.
[They're so spiritually attuned as kids and THEN THEY GROW UP.]
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After their meeting, Matsui will be moving over to find D wherever he's meandered to.]
Hello. [HOLDS SOMETHING OUT OMINOUSLY (just kidding it's not ominous) (or is it).]
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He seems surprised, but sort of... holds his hand out for whatever this ominous thing is?]
Hello...?
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He gently deposits a little bag into D's hand that has a fresh chocolate croissant inside.]
For you.
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Mr. Matsui...
[SCREAM (he doesn't actually scream, but he does squeal).] You are such a considerate man!! [Hikari suffered this very thing once--no, twice now that I think about it.
D THROWS HIS ARMS OUT AROUND MATSUI'S NECK.]
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This level of enthusiasm...
[IT'S A LITTLE.........
Well he can't judge, he gets like this over blood.]
--I hope that it's to your tastes. It's a thanks for the cookies over trial.
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Matsui is freed only because there is FOOD. He is looking at it, starstruck...]
You didn't have to repay me... but, yes, this is perfect. I can't wait to eat it.
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I hope that it pairs well with your tea.
[the way i was going to hit you with a mem but then remembered you already picked the punchiest one damb DO YOU HAVE ANY PREFS FOR THOSE LEFT.]
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[A chocolate quaso will be fabulous with tea, he thinks!! Wait, he is so impolite.]
Thank you, Mr. Matsui. Would you like to join me?
[Would you like to suffer ANOTHER PIG NOISE RACING BY? This time you can have dealer’s choice!!! Give me a mem…
For all of Matsu’s sweet, sweet troubles… he can have an unfortunately sad memory.]
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Anyway, Matsui's about to raise a hand to gently refuse the offer because he can't be messin around with his blood sugar at this hour (he can), BUT THEN. A PIG NOISE... AND A MEMORY...... UWAH........
Honestly it's less dire than some of the memories he'd experienced before, but that doesn't make it any less sorrowful. In some ways, this is more poignant in its sadness than even the sharp and biting edge of the memories he'd seen before.]
...Children do lose that connection, as time goes on.
[They're so spiritually attuned as kids and THEN THEY GROW UP.]