Anyone else would have him getting defensive. But with her? Kanji started, went silent, then ran his hand over his face. Sighed.
"Can I start over?" He grumbled, half-rhetorically.
"I know it's big... really big, but... I-I think I'm a'right with it. I'm good with Naoto, y'know? Y'wanna go Kanji or Kanji-kun, I leave it up to you. Switch it around if you feel like it. We're still keepin' it quiet, right?"
And he eased out a sigh. Nerves, nerves, nerves. Go away, nerves. He was a goddamn man.
"My, uh... my leg feels a lot better now, by the way. Thanks." They should probably see about getting ready to head back anyway. He didn't know how the hell he was gonna explain the bandages to Tifa. Did he have to?
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"Can I start over?" He grumbled, half-rhetorically.
"I know it's big... really big, but... I-I think I'm a'right with it. I'm good with Naoto, y'know? Y'wanna go Kanji or Kanji-kun, I leave it up to you. Switch it around if you feel like it. We're still keepin' it quiet, right?"
And he eased out a sigh. Nerves, nerves, nerves. Go away, nerves. He was a goddamn man.
"My, uh... my leg feels a lot better now, by the way. Thanks." They should probably see about getting ready to head back anyway. He didn't know how the hell he was gonna explain the bandages to Tifa. Did he have to?