[But he does anyway, since while Kazuha cared little for material possessions, it seemed worth it to do a thing or two for others at times. Kazuha wants for nothing, save maybe a companion. Scaramouche, Diluc, even Vennessa make him feel a little less alone in the world. He just spends some time looking back at the other Inazuman fondly as he helps him into the haori, his heart warmed and pleased that his object of affection approves of how he looks.
Kazuha touches his hands to Scaramouche's chest. How calm and slow he must be, since he can never feel his heartbeat, never hear it. He wonders if he will today— a silly thought, fleeting as he pulls his hands away and steps briefly to gather the outfit he had picked for him.
It's notably not red either, in shades closer to what Scaramouche wears.]
I made some wagashi last night. You are free to pick which ones you want from the kitchen later.
[He might be spoiling him a little. Just a little.]
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[But he does anyway, since while Kazuha cared little for material possessions, it seemed worth it to do a thing or two for others at times. Kazuha wants for nothing, save maybe a companion. Scaramouche, Diluc, even Vennessa make him feel a little less alone in the world. He just spends some time looking back at the other Inazuman fondly as he helps him into the haori, his heart warmed and pleased that his object of affection approves of how he looks.
Kazuha touches his hands to Scaramouche's chest. How calm and slow he must be, since he can never feel his heartbeat, never hear it. He wonders if he will today— a silly thought, fleeting as he pulls his hands away and steps briefly to gather the outfit he had picked for him.
It's notably not red either, in shades closer to what Scaramouche wears.]
I made some wagashi last night. You are free to pick which ones you want from the kitchen later.
[He might be spoiling him a little. Just a little.]