( new years too, he might remember — and wanting to do his best this time no less. either way, the question brings the ghost of a smile to amami's face, the beginnings of a soft curve to his lips that's still uncertain, looking almost apologetic in nature. )
Yeah. Yeah, it's something like that. You remember the movies, right? It's like another one of those.
( he'll go ahead and look back over the room momentarily before his eyes land on the bed, pause, and then return to meng yao so he can kind of nod his head in that direction. he's looking for the other to lead the way here, honestly. it's not like amami wants to act like he owns the place or anything, but is the bed okay with him? )
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Yeah. Yeah, it's something like that. You remember the movies, right? It's like another one of those.
( he'll go ahead and look back over the room momentarily before his eyes land on the bed, pause, and then return to meng yao so he can kind of nod his head in that direction. he's looking for the other to lead the way here, honestly. it's not like amami wants to act like he owns the place or anything, but is the bed okay with him? )