Something flickers on his face. His gaze softens, perhaps. Or maybe his smile thins out just a bit. It's not news, of course, nor is it anything shocking. There are plenty of people struggling alone in the world, with no one to look out for them. Still, he feels a sympathy pang. Which Elan-kun might not like, as Hiyori doesn't sense the desire to be pitied. He just can't help his "noble heart."
But he equally can't help his tendency to look on the bright side.]
There's still time, you know. To make precious memories, meet new friends, and all that good stuff. As long as you're alive, there's hope that things will improve. Even Nagisa-kun and I weren't together from birth, after all.
[There's a story there, about a boy raised in captivity who was briefly left in the care of Hiyori's family. That was really when he started to come into his own, isn't it? Not just Nagisa, but him too; he didn't have any dream to chase to before that strange and wonderful friend appeared in his life and handed one to him.
But he'll hold off on any further preaching about hope and friendship. The words he says are good and true and full of wisdom, but he doesn't much care to be preached to, himself! And he's determined to keep things light, quirking up his lips at the end there. Is Elan in the mood to share? Is now really the time and place for that? Does he just feel obligated, or would it feel like a load off his chest? He isn't sure, so he'll try not to push too hard either way.]
I've heard I have that effect on people! Though I don't like the sound of "dragging it out," since that seems a bit violent. Maybe "coaxing it out?" Though that wasn't my intention, either, really...
[He's rambling. And then abruptly he stops, glancing down at the partially-eaten hamburger before he exclaims,]
And I haven't fed you yet! But now I'm not quite sure the mood is right. Maybe I can do it and then we can play twenty questions? Or maybe we can play twenty questions and then I can feed you! Whichever~♪
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Something flickers on his face. His gaze softens, perhaps. Or maybe his smile thins out just a bit. It's not news, of course, nor is it anything shocking. There are plenty of people struggling alone in the world, with no one to look out for them. Still, he feels a sympathy pang. Which Elan-kun might not like, as Hiyori doesn't sense the desire to be pitied. He just can't help his "noble heart."
But he equally can't help his tendency to look on the bright side.]
There's still time, you know. To make precious memories, meet new friends, and all that good stuff. As long as you're alive, there's hope that things will improve. Even Nagisa-kun and I weren't together from birth, after all.
[There's a story there, about a boy raised in captivity who was briefly left in the care of Hiyori's family. That was really when he started to come into his own, isn't it? Not just Nagisa, but him too; he didn't have any dream to chase to before that strange and wonderful friend appeared in his life and handed one to him.
But he'll hold off on any further preaching about hope and friendship. The words he says are good and true and full of wisdom, but he doesn't much care to be preached to, himself! And he's determined to keep things light, quirking up his lips at the end there. Is Elan in the mood to share? Is now really the time and place for that? Does he just feel obligated, or would it feel like a load off his chest? He isn't sure, so he'll try not to push too hard either way.]
I've heard I have that effect on people! Though I don't like the sound of "dragging it out," since that seems a bit violent. Maybe "coaxing it out?" Though that wasn't my intention, either, really...
[He's rambling. And then abruptly he stops, glancing down at the partially-eaten hamburger before he exclaims,]
And I haven't fed you yet! But now I'm not quite sure the mood is right. Maybe I can do it and then we can play twenty questions? Or maybe we can play twenty questions and then I can feed you! Whichever~♪