[His heart skips. Something important Jun couldn't wait to tell him? He can't guess what that is, but he's intrigued, and perhaps even a little hopeful.]
In that case, come on in.
[He holds open the door and steps aside.
His room still doesn't look (or feel) like "home," but with his chips account no longer verging on empty, it's starting to fill out a bit. He has more things than just a 4-foot tall Mareep plushie or two from the arcade; there's a proper tea set sitting out on the coffee table, for starters, and a long unopened box propped up against the other arm of the couch.
He closes the door behind Jun and waits until Jun's gotten off his shoes before he asks.]
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In that case, come on in.
[He holds open the door and steps aside.
His room still doesn't look (or feel) like "home," but with his chips account no longer verging on empty, it's starting to fill out a bit. He has more things than just a
4-foot tall Mareepplushie or two from the arcade; there's a proper tea set sitting out on the coffee table, for starters, and a long unopened box propped up against the other arm of the couch.He closes the door behind Jun and waits until Jun's gotten off his shoes before he asks.]
Well? What was it you couldn't wait to tell me?