[Despite knowing that she was coming, he couldn't help but feel jittery. There's an immediate sigh of relief from him when she says that she hadn't informed Gina that they were meeting. But he noticed her looking down at his drawings, only realizing that he hadn't been able to hide everything.]
What? Nah— It ain't...
[His initial instinct was to slide the pad even closer to his chest, much like a child embarrassed to share what they were working on with a parent.
But what was he even going to say? He had asked her for help, right? And she still didn't know the whole picture. With another sigh that sounded a little bit like a groan, he flipped the pad to show Susato. Crossing his arms on the table, he planted his chin against them, covering the lower half of his face in an attempt to hide his shame.]
no subject
What? Nah— It ain't...
[His initial instinct was to slide the pad even closer to his chest, much like a child embarrassed to share what they were working on with a parent.
But what was he even going to say? He had asked her for help, right? And she still didn't know the whole picture. With another sigh that sounded a little bit like a groan, he flipped the pad to show Susato. Crossing his arms on the table, he planted his chin against them, covering the lower half of his face in an attempt to hide his shame.]
D'you know her?