[It's interesting to see Zhao write out his response, rather than speak it out... but Toge watches him, curious to see what Zhao has to say. And he knows that sometimes, writing things out helps to get all those complex thoughts out of his head.]
[What he doesn't expect to see, however, is the shadowy people who appear behind him. Toge watches them with wide eyes, watches them move and reach out to the figure. Was this... how he first met them? After a few seconds, he writes out a reply.]
Are they your crew? Your group? I'm not sure what you call them.
[Because, honestly, he still thinks that Zhao's a former gangster at the very least. Not that he thinks any less of the man for it, it's just what he's assumed. Still, he writes one more line.]
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[What he doesn't expect to see, however, is the shadowy people who appear behind him. Toge watches them with wide eyes, watches them move and reach out to the figure. Was this... how he first met them? After a few seconds, he writes out a reply.]
Are they your crew? Your group? I'm not sure what you call them.
[Because, honestly, he still thinks that Zhao's a former gangster at the very least. Not that he thinks any less of the man for it, it's just what he's assumed. Still, he writes one more line.]
They sound like a nice group of friends.