[Souji isn't really a man of many words. He uses what he needs to express himself, but none of his friends would say that he's particularly verbose. He puts meaning behind his words, when he needs them, but there's something more striking about his actions.
With the small string of words "how you feel about me" it clicks for him. Suddenly, he seems to understand. The concern washes from his face into a look of quiet acceptance. There wasn't much that needed to be said for him.
Instead he turns his head quietly, and leans forward onto the table, meeting Yosuke's lips chastely.]
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Date: 2010-06-28 01:57 am (UTC)With the small string of words "how you feel about me" it clicks for him. Suddenly, he seems to understand. The concern washes from his face into a look of quiet acceptance. There wasn't much that needed to be said for him.
Instead he turns his head quietly, and leans forward onto the table, meeting Yosuke's lips chastely.]