[Nezumi shows him a couple more chords, finally giving the pattern a melody. He's still lingering, and even opening touching the tips of his fingers to Shion's. He's slightly fascinated by their sheer softness, but he's unwillingly to openly caress his hand.
And he's gotten pretty used to Shion's words, so he barely pauses a breath before responding.]
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And he's gotten pretty used to Shion's words, so he barely pauses a breath before responding.]
Wouldn't your mama worry?