[Scaramouche can't hold back a sigh, a shake of his head following. It's not entirely uncommon for Kazuha to spend on him, he pays for food when they go out, sake when they're simply spending time together, even an entire outfit one one occasion - though he'd balanced it out by buying one for the man in return. Still these were all things he didn't need, a habit he didn't want the samurai getting into on a regular basis.]
Yet you do it anyway.
[Tone light yet scolding. The immortal gently rests his hands against Kazuha's wrists, colour faintly returning to his face. He's not certain what exactly the samurai is searching for, nor does he get much time to think on it, Kazuha moving away to pull out a second outfit.
He looks it over, folded neatly, pattern only just visible enough. Much like the kimono Kazuha had chosen to wear this one sports more blues and purples, accents of gold as his own outfits tended towards, though lacking in any red. It was no lie to say it would look good on him when it was something he likely would have considered purchasing himself.
Are his own preferences so obvious or was he simply spending far too much time around the other Inazuman?
A matter for another time he thinks, removing his own clothes hurry into the outfit selected for him.]
no subject
Yet you do it anyway.
[Tone light yet scolding. The immortal gently rests his hands against Kazuha's wrists, colour faintly returning to his face. He's not certain what exactly the samurai is searching for, nor does he get much time to think on it, Kazuha moving away to pull out a second outfit.
He looks it over, folded neatly, pattern only just visible enough. Much like the kimono Kazuha had chosen to wear this one sports more blues and purples, accents of gold as his own outfits tended towards, though lacking in any red. It was no lie to say it would look good on him when it was something he likely would have considered purchasing himself.
Are his own preferences so obvious or was he simply spending far too much time around the other Inazuman?
A matter for another time he thinks, removing his own clothes hurry into the outfit selected for him.]
You make it sound like I have a sweet tooth.
[He does.]