[ Confidence, although not entirely earned. Keita himself has never seen anything quite like it. That's not enough to stop him, though; he lifts his arms to begin sorting through the various accessories adorning Vanitas' shirt, fingers and palms moving steadily over his torso until he finally finds a promising-looking buckle.
The comment makes Keita smile sheepishly. It's always like this, with him—because he remembers futures where they already know each other's names, he forgets to introduce himself in the present. ]
My apologies. You're right, of course. [ He ducks his head slightly, an approximation of a bow. ] My name is Keita Mori.
[ There are futures where this endeavor does become a sexual encounter, but equally as many where it doesn't. In all of them, it makes the most sense for them to at least know each other's names. ]
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[ Confidence, although not entirely earned. Keita himself has never seen anything quite like it. That's not enough to stop him, though; he lifts his arms to begin sorting through the various accessories adorning Vanitas' shirt, fingers and palms moving steadily over his torso until he finally finds a promising-looking buckle.
The comment makes Keita smile sheepishly. It's always like this, with him—because he remembers futures where they already know each other's names, he forgets to introduce himself in the present. ]
My apologies. You're right, of course. [ He ducks his head slightly, an approximation of a bow. ] My name is Keita Mori.
[ There are futures where this endeavor does become a sexual encounter, but equally as many where it doesn't. In all of them, it makes the most sense for them to at least know each other's names. ]
And yourself, sir?