[ He doesn't regard it as kindness, not by a far stretch— he wonders if she's not used to it by virtue of the fact that she doesn't seem to keep too much company, but that sounds rude and invasive, and he refrains from asking. Instead, he watches her leave and mulls over whether or not he should stop saying things like that to her from now on... does it make her uncomfortable?
A hand instinctively goes to brush knuckles against his curse mark, but he waves the thought away.
He's a little more settled when Ai comes back, and when he's prompted to look at the picture, his expression warms. ]
The resemblance is striking now, but even more so back then.
[ Carefully, he takes the photo in his hand, looks it over. ]
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A hand instinctively goes to brush knuckles against his curse mark, but he waves the thought away.
He's a little more settled when Ai comes back, and when he's prompted to look at the picture, his expression warms. ]
The resemblance is striking now, but even more so back then.
[ Carefully, he takes the photo in his hand, looks it over. ]
...On the right?