[Destined for great things. There it is. Dude's been here thirty seconds and already the guilt's gnawing at the pit of his stomach again. And here he'd almost forgotten about how woefully little he'd been living up to those expectations back home.
If for a moment he looks vaguely uncomfortable at that assertion, and breaks eye contact to glance off somewhere else, it's only because he's not sure that's true.]
Oh. Well, I guess so...
[He still doesn't understand, and caught up in the warm fuzzy whirlwind that is Callaghan and Light ping-ponging compliments back and forth at each other, he's feeling...mostly confused...and...
Ding.
Oh, gross. They're doing that fawning thing the engaged couples who come into the Lucky Cat to order wedding cakes do. He's not even sure they realize they're doing it. This is so weird.
Casually interrupting before this turns into a singularity of fuzzy compliments.]
What were you working on, exactly? I had no idea you had a project going during the festival.
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If for a moment he looks vaguely uncomfortable at that assertion, and breaks eye contact to glance off somewhere else, it's only because he's not sure that's true.]
Oh. Well, I guess so...
[He still doesn't understand, and caught up in the warm fuzzy whirlwind that is Callaghan and Light ping-ponging compliments back and forth at each other, he's feeling...mostly confused...and...
Ding.
Oh, gross. They're doing that fawning thing the engaged couples who come into the Lucky Cat to order wedding cakes do. He's not even sure they realize they're doing it. This is so weird.
Casually interrupting before this turns into a singularity of fuzzy compliments.]
What were you working on, exactly? I had no idea you had a project going during the festival.