( komaeda may have a fat ass... but there's enough room on desk to share with npc-kun. he scoots over a bit before resting his hands into the seat of his lap, and he watches the other. honestly, this might be the shopkeeper's first time showing actual interest in komaeda's life — or interest in who's threatening their charming spot, probably that one. )

There's no need to say names, I think it'd embarrass that person, actually...

( he taps his bottom lip thoughtfully, nodding to himself. )

You'd lose sight of yourself.

( moving on!! no need to understand komaeda's ramblings, npc-kun, you're already semi-married, what more do they need? ) That's my hope too, I want to see everyone here achieve theirs... I want to see a world covered in hope, and those worthless no longer covering its light. How bright are you? What makes you rise like the sun... I want to meet a person whose desire glistens more than anyone else's.