[Shinjiro all but startles at the sudden brightness of that smile, expression just a bit deer-in-headlights.]
S-sure. Why not.
[He stares at Maruki a moment, as though it'll solve some kind of mystery in his own mind. Then, self-consciously, looks off to the side. He hesitates.]
no subject
S-sure. Why not.
[He stares at Maruki a moment, as though it'll solve some kind of mystery in his own mind. Then, self-consciously, looks off to the side. He hesitates.]
[...]
We could start with tempura udon. If you want.