[ well. of all not even remotely sexual possibilities and reasons she could have wanted to talk to him in secret, this was not one he expected. ]
[ or even considered a possibility. ]
...
[ it's probably visible on his face, his expression shifting away from amusement and toward calculating. he's not really frowning, though. there's no confusion or scandalization there, just vague distaste, as if she'd splorged a bottle of ketchup on her pasta at dinner time. ]
[ ...yeah basically Junpei is a topic equal to vomit and/or cockroaches. ]
Where'd that come from?
[ That's just a bit less confession-y than "How did you find out", but also nowhere near as defiant as "What?! Who said that?" and the like. ]
no subject
[ well. of all not even remotely sexual possibilities and reasons she could have wanted to talk to him in secret, this was not one he expected. ]
[ or even considered a possibility. ]
...
[ it's probably visible on his face, his expression shifting away from amusement and toward calculating. he's not really frowning, though. there's no confusion or scandalization there, just vague distaste, as if she'd splorged a bottle of ketchup on her pasta at dinner time. ]
[ ...yeah basically Junpei is a topic equal to vomit and/or cockroaches. ]
Where'd that come from?
[ That's just a bit less confession-y than "How did you find out", but also nowhere near as defiant as "What?! Who said that?" and the like. ]