Week 5, Wednesday

[disilluded]

[Hey, Shirasu, guess what.

There's a rather familiar fan hanging out just a fair bit out of reach, hanging right over the edge of the top of the refrigerator.

It's definitely a tad bit too familiar, though, even from that far away, right?]

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[alttitude]

[ . . . well, that sure happened. Jae-ha lets go as soon as the two pull away from each other, his hands dropping as he quietly watches them both and takes a quiet inventory of the situation.]

... we'll take our leave then.

[He'll speak for both himself and Sousei then - a rather firm statement in a tone he rarely cares to talk.

Once Sousei stands, he'll offer a hand to Shirasu because it's polite, but also move to take an obvious step between them as a physical boundary.]

If you need nothing else?

[wagashis]

[it would be polite to take that hand too, probably.

shirasu pushes himself to his feet without accepting it, and shakes his head; he doesn't try to push anything, remaining where he stands.]

I don't, no.

[he'll let them leave without further incident, though he's also not going to move until they're both out of sight.]